Chapter 37: His Punishment
Hailee’s POV
"What do you want, Clara?" I asked, already sick of her and her little gang. My voice was flat, calm, but inside I was boiling.
She narrowed her eyes at me and stepped closer, her nose wrinkling like the very sight of me offended her. "I don’t know what stupid spell you cast on my brother, but it ends now," she spat, her tone laced with anger.
I scoffed, folding my arms tightly. "What makes you think I cast a spell on Nathan?"
"Because it’s obvious you did!" Kiara, one of her loyal little shadows, hissed beside her.
"Nathan would never be into an omega like you," she sneered. "You’re not even close to his level. So tell us, Hailee... what charm are you using? Because now it’s not just Nathan. It’s Callum, and Dane too. You really are desperate, huh?"
That was it.
I laughed—a sharp, humorless sound that echoed down the hallway. Then I stepped forward, slowly, until I was just inches from Clara’s face.
"You think I’m desperate?" I asked sweetly. "Oh, no, honey. Desperate is fucking anything in pants just to feel wanted."
Clara’s mouth fell open, and her friends gasped.
I didn’t stop.