Sasha shot him a glare as fast as a falling star. “I’m not denying.” She took another sip, “I’m confessing.”

“So I’m playing the role of a High Priestess now, eh?”

“Maybe. If you wanna hear how many more men I fucked.”

The Beta wrinkled his nose. “He told me about your dance that night. Alpha Alain’s a kiss-and-tell, you know.” He surveyed her from head to toe, “So I also know you only fucked two men in your life as of now.”

“It doesn’t count the men I had sex with in my imagination.” And Beta Russel, Sasha seemed to add. It seems the Beta knew too well on...