Chapter 144

Silvia My stomach twisted the second the words left my mouth. Yep. That was low. Even for me. What the hell was I doing? A wave of shame slammed into me like a rogue wave at a beach I didn't sign up to visit. Not just because Alpha Wade was a human dumpster fire wrapped in designer labels—but because I'd sunk to his level. I was slinging verbal mud like it was my Olympic sport. Congratulations, Silvia. You've officially joined the Mean Alpha Games. Keal stirred inside me, her voice soft but firm. “This isn't us.” And of course—because fate is a petty little gremlin—Alpha Wade caught the flicker of regret on my face like a shark catching the scent of blood in salt water. He stepped in closer, that smug, punchable smirk curling across his lips like he was auditioning for the role of ‘Most Punchable Man in America.' "See that?" he said, voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "That's exactly why Alpha Enzo 's playing with you, Silvia. You're just the newest toy in his collection. Give it