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."

pants. There were leggings, and gorgeous shoes of many different styles, and the

was a ton

was a

one of the new blouses and put on a pair of designer jeans. They all fit perfectly and showed off all my

away in the closet and drawers that Elliot cleared out for

drive me; apparently, Elliot

was selling

them... it was her

to see a collection of people, watching me. I recognized them as Stella's friends, including one of Stella's suitors. Stella had a string of men

you already got dumped," one of the girls mockingly

wolfless and weak to get dumped," another

you, did you? Look at you. You're pathetic," the

ignoring their taunting. "I need to speak with

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

I glared at him.

on display. "I worked on these for so long and she has no right to take them

made them laugh like I just

us to believe that?" Lucas laughed. "Someone like you could never create something as incredible

know you've been jealous because she's able

one of Stella's friends grabbed it before I could

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

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