Stella opened her own art gallery a couple of years ago and because of her popularity and rank in the pack, everybody knows her and loves her work. If only they knew she didn't paint her work herself. "I'll head to the gallery and see what's going on," I told her.

"Need any backup?" Rebecca asked and I knew she wanted me to say yes, which was exactly why I said no.

"I'll be fine," I said. "If I need help, I'll call you."

"Okay," she sighed. "So, how's the married life?"

I bit my lower lip and thought about what to say before answering.

"It's a contract marriage," I admitted. "I'm just a bed partner under the guise of a wife."

Just then there was a knock on my door. When I opened it, a familiar woman stood at the doorway with a ton of bags and boxes she was juggling. I let her into my room and she scrambled over to my bed, placing everything down breathlessly.

I recognized her as one of the maids in this mansion. There were quite a few of them running around including some cooks who cooked incredible foods throughout the day.

"The Alpha wanted me to bring these things to you. New clothes, jewelry, and shoes. I spent all morning collecting it all."

"Thank you," I said to her, not sure what else to say.

"What was that?" Rebecca asked. I forgot she was on the phone.

"Apparently Elliot wanted a maid to get me a whole new wardrobe."

elegant-looking blouses, skirts, designer jeans, and pants. There were leggings, and gorgeous shoes of many

bag, there was a

was a

I dressed in one of the new blouses and put on a

everything else away in the closet

paintings. Gamma Erik was kind enough to drive me; apparently, Elliot assigned him to be my personal driver and

was selling

it was her name. They were also

them as Stella's friends, including one of Stella's suitors. Stella had a string of men at

new husband, Silver? Don't tell me you already got dumped,"

for someone wolfless and weak to get dumped,"

he'd stay with you, did you? Look at you. You're

Stella?" I asked, ignoring their taunting. "I need

work of art to deal with someone as insignificant as you," her suitor, Lucas, said

I glared at him.

the ones on display. "I worked

I just told the

"Someone like you could never create something as incredible as this. Don't flatter yourself." "I'm telling the

you aren't your sister. You've always been jealous of her, and I know you've been jealous because

I grabbed it from my bag, but one of Stella's friends grabbed it before I could see who it

don't have any friends," one of the girls laughed as she tossed my phone in the trash like it

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