ISABEL POV

"Hey Marita, have you seen Alpha Xavier?" I asked, forcing myself to maintain a stoic expression. The memory of her on her knees, begging to be degraded and humiliated by Theodrin, still haunted me. I couldn’t fathom how such an experience could bring her pleasure and ecstasy.

She smiled mischievously. "I don't understand."

"I'm sorry, but you've lost me," I replied, unsure if she was serious or just playing with me.

"Oh, are you lost? Let me put it in words you can understand." She moved closer, invading my personal space. "You don't get to sleep with him and expect me to keep track of his whereabouts."

"Marita!"...