Ashley

“Wanneka,” I said, my voice low but steady, even though my heart was starting to race. “What are you doing here?”

She scoffed, clearly amused by my question. “I was invited by your mad husband, of course. Like every other guest here.” Her eyes moved slowly over me, from my face down to my ruined dress. “You have cleaned up nicely. Looks like you were just waiting for the perfect chance to be thrown out of the pack before sinking your claws into him.”

Her lips curled in disgust. “You really took being his whore for one night to another level.”

My hands clenched at my sides. “Don’t talk...