te Cole

officially began. But the toxic whispers from the hallway had already seeped inside. My head

, their eyes darting toward me with undisguised contempt. Th

kind of scandal, how does she even have t

needles, pierced the

hooking up last night. I think she's just a cold-blo

bly hoping he'd die so she wouldn't have to pay his med

and rage inside me. They didn't know the truth. They didn't know that every breath I took hurt without Leo. I was playing the role

e, pretending to stumble slightly just as the loudest nurse turned around. My hand "slipped," and half

dropping to a sweet, venomous whisper only she could hear. "My hands are just so shaky today. Kind of like how you almost mixed up the dosages in Room 4 yesterday

aw my pale face. "Bridgette? You look like you haven't slept in three days." She rushed ov

wanting to talk about

." She flipped open a tabloid magazine on the table. "Speaking of gossip, the whole Pack is taking bets on who w

to various noble women. A self-deprecating smile touched my

e're just working-class grunts. Whoever gets him

stood up immediately, the professional mas

ital corridor, my heels clicking on the pol

ple stood clustered around a tall

ed the entire hallway. And beside him, her hand resting intimately on his arm, was an elegant, equally powe

eid Pack. Rumor had it she was the one Harden's family had chosen for him, his per

t's Kayleigh Reid... What is she doing wi

y and for a single, heart-stop

old, assessing look he'd give a piece of furni

, one of Kayleigh's massive bodyguards stepped into my path to block me. Instead of arguing, I kept my eyes glued to my medical chart and "acci

ith a subtle, defiant smirk. I walked right past them without another word. I could feel Harden's gaze l

their sight, I let out a breath I hadn't realiz

t message. I didn't need to look to know w

e little Omega. Nice

of the hospital, he treated me like invisible dirt, a stranger unworthy of a second glance while his perfect Alpha match sto