BEATRICE
Beatrice was brought back to the third floor soon after revealing to Beta Benedict that they’d stolen her landlord’s things. He’d muttered something about needing to take care of it before opening the door to a room that wasn’t Hendricks‘ and ushering her inside before leaving
To her dismay, there were three women waiting in said room. They were all wearing the same uniform Alise had been, but that’s where their similarities ended. The tall blond’s hair was cut short and she had a lean build, whe the long haired brunette was shorter with more visible muscle. Last was a lady with raven hair cropped at the chin. She was as tall as the blond, but with a curvier figure.
The three little wolves have come to blow my house down, Beatrice’s internal monologue concluded. This was not going to be a fun time.
The room looked like an unused bedroom – probably that had been prepared for her before Hendricks had chomped down on her shoulder. There was a rack
of dresses off to the side and Beatrice had a guess at what this was all about without needing – or wanting to be told.
“It’s time to get you ready for tonight,” the brunette explained as she stepped forward and attempted to remove Beatrice’s sweater.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” the human snapped, swatting the roaming hands away as she jumped back a step. “What the fuck are you doing?!”
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“Getting you ready,” was the confused response.
“By stripping me?”
“Well… yes. Do you plan on bathing with your clothes on?”
Beatrice stared at the brunette for a long moment. “What’s your name?”
“Lora.”
“And the rest of you?”
“Amy and Lavender,” the blond replied this time, first pointing to herself then the raven haired woman.
“Great. Why in hell do you think I need your help undressing?”
The she–wolves exchanged glances. “It’s our duty to help you in any way we can,” Lora explained.
“I don’t need help removing my clothes, thanks. And I didn’t agree to any of this.” Beatrice was fuming on the inside. Tweedledick wasn’t holding up his end of their ‘bargain‘; she hadn’t even decided on what she wanted to pretend to go through with this farce.
“If we don’t start now, you won’t be ready before the ceremony begins,” Lavender explained, looking worried. “It wouldn’t do for you to show up looking
anything but perfect.”
The fact Beatrice had to have this conversation yet again was giving her a migraine. “I’ve said this so many times already,” she began, forcing her tone to stay neutral. “And I guess I’ll have to keep repeating myself until your dumb asses accept it. I will not be going to any ceremony. I will not be your fucking Alphass‘ mate. You might as well burn those dresses because I won’t be wearing a single one of them.”
Before the women could say anything, Beatrice brushed by them and stepped into the bathroom, slamming the door shut. Turning, she went to flick the lock only to find there wasn’t one. Oh, now it was on. They made sure she couldn’t lock herself in? Challenge accepted.
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3:19 pm
Chapter 25
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Ang on the door didn’t stop her from looking around the room for anything useful.
“Ma’am, please reconsider. It would be better for everyone if you cooperated with us. Whether you want it to happen or not, you will be at the ceremony tonight, and you will complete the mate bond with Alpha Hendricks. As a human, you won’t be able to stop us.”
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