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Kaylee shakes her head so hard that the tiara on her head moves. She pushes it back while her heart beats uncontrollably.  'I am sorry but....

To be one of the Captives of a ruthless Alpha was one thing but to be treated as if you are nothing is the worst.

Kaylee walks back to their table.   'Hey, where were you so long?' 'In the bathroom. I don't feel so good. Sorry to be a party pooper, but can we go home please?' she asks her friends.

'You are crazy. A fling? Really?' her voice is sarcastic, but her heart beats faster and uncontrollably. Why does the thought of a fling not sound so bad as it should be?

My night is ruined, she thinks to herself as they make their way back to the other girls.  She stands in the circle and dances but decides that it's too hot on the dance floor.