Delilah's POV
"Right in the middle of the Alpha's announcement," another voice said with barely concealed laughter.
"Classic. Can't even walk straight."
The whispers spread like wildfire, moving through the crowd faster than I could process. But these weren't concerned whispers asking if I was okay. These were mocking, degrading, and vicious.
"Bet she liked getting poked in the ass like that," a male voice said from somewhere behind me, followed by snickering. "Probably creamed herself from it."
My face burned with shame so intense it felt like fire.
"Slut probably did it on purpose. Wanted attention, couldn't stand that Vivienne was getting the spotlight."
"Did you see how she fell? Legs spread and everything. Probably hoping someone would get a good view up her dress."
No. No no
