When I clicked the video and it loaded, my breath stilled as the first frame appeared.
It wasn’t an explicit threat coming from Alexander’s mistress–not in the obvious way–but it didn’t need to be. The image alone was enough to twist my stomach into knots.
I know that Faye had some screw losses in her head, but I never imagined how sick she is just to get what she wants.
Even if she didn’t need to tell me what she wanted, I knew what it was.
To get rid of me. To get rid of my affluence from Alexander.
To completely own Alexander and the Cresent Moon Pack.
The scene was played in the Cresent Moon Pack’s communal hall. The Omegas were gathered–mostly women, some younger men–and there she was, Faye, who was in the center of attention.
I could tell that she'd planned eve
