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."

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

there was

was a whole new

and put on a pair of designer jeans.

away in the closet and drawers that Elliot cleared out for

kind enough to drive me; apparently,

selling

name wasn't on them... it was her

I recognized them as Stella's friends, including one

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

someone wolfless and weak to

stay with you, did you?

ignoring their taunting. "I need to

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

I glared at him.

ones on display. "I worked on these for so long and

laugh like I just told the

create something as incredible as this. Don't flatter

always been jealous of her, and I know you've

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

calling you? You don't have any friends," one of the girls laughed as she tossed

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