Chapter 109: _ Daughters Of The Most Powerful Man
Camila was already waiting in the living room when I arrived, dressed as if she were about to step onto a red carpet instead of simply welcoming the Alpha family.
She looked stunning, of course—she always did. Her gown was deep red, clinging to her curves in a way that demanded attention. Her blonde hair cascaded in perfect waves and her lips were painted a striking shade of red.
She was radiant. Of course, who wouldn’t be with all those glitters and luxurious accessories?
Her gaze snapped to me the moment I stepped into the room and I saw it—the quick flash of something in her eyes.
Jealousy.
Just for a moment. Just for a whiff.
One could barely see the jealousy before it morphed into something deadlier...
Rage.
"What," she hissed, rising to her feet, "are you wearing?"
I was about to tell her to leave me when she stormed toward me.
Her hand shot out, fingers tangling painfully in my hair as she yanked my head back. She was tugging at the strands so hard, I could feel my hair uprooting.