#Chapter 321: The Alpha’s Assistant

Abby I’m still standing completely frozen to my spot, clutching the photographer’s belongings. I’m not sure what to do with them; it seems as though the photographer thought I was some sort of assistant, and he scurried away before I could hand his things back. I look around for a moment, finally settling on a nearby chair to set the things on; but it’s too late. Gianna has seen me, her hunter-like eyes spotting me amongst the crowd. And she’s coming my way. Her heels click obnoxiously on the floor and her overly sweet perfume overwhelms my senses. I feel myself stiffen as she saunters up to me, still holding the photographer’s belongings in my arms. “Oh, there you are,” Gianna says, shrugging off her fur coat. “Be a darling and hang this up for me, won’t you?” Before I can protest, she dumps the coat into my already-full arms. I fumble for a moment, struggling not to drop anything. “I’m not an assistant,” I finally manage to say, handing the coat back to her. My v