#Chapter 12 The Celebration

I pour the rest of my wine down the drain in my cramped kitchen after seeing my father’s announcement. I think I’ve made a drunken fool of myself enough for one night. Setting the now empty glass in the sink to wash later, I brace myself against the edge of the counter. Once Emma returned to us, I knew she and Aaron would eventually get married. I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon. And to think Aaron continued to pursue me, making tender love to me, knowing he was set to marry Emma next month. Maybe that’s why he showed up tonight, to mess with me the same night this announcement was made. He will always treat me like the Omega he can toy with whenever he pleases. Pushing away the nausea that realization brings up, I focus on what this upcoming wedding means for my present. For the Mae I am now. I’m the Ashford family’s unacknowledged daughter. My marriage to Aaron has always been first and foremost a family alliance, a reluctant choice my father made only because Emma