Chapter 329
Vivienne
Maybe I should have been an actress.
Because I don't know how I'm managing to smile at this party, making small talk, pretending to be fine, while those girls flirt with Daphne right in front of me.
She's across the room, surrounded by a small crowd of Omegas—female Omegas, all of them young and pretty and interested. One redhead is practically hanging off her arm, laughing at something Daphne said, touching her shoulder, leaning in too close.
I want to drag that bitch away by her hair and throw her as far from my Alpha as possible.
My Alpha.
No.
Not my Alpha.
That's the problem, isn't it? She's not mine. Not publicly. Not officially. I'm her sister-in-law, engaged to her brother, and I have no claim, no right, no justification for the jealousy burning in my chest.
So I stand here, glass of champagne in hand, smile fixed on my face, and pretend to be calm.
I try not to watch. I really do.
