George's POV

"There's something called coincidence, Alpha. " She snapped, opening the door and leaving, slamming the door in the process.

I stood there, watching her leave.

I sat down on the available seat beside me. My head kept replaying her dress and the way she looked seductive. Her response earlier shook me and I kept wondering what she might have gone through in the past six years without me. What experience did she get that changed her? I played a big part in that role, but still. This Wendy felt and looked like she had nothing left to lose. She doesn't care if she dies, as far as she...