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109-Letter from the Beast-Darkness Descending Carla Winehouse

Seven nights…

It was how long the first Alpha of Gotham pack had been avoiding me. The sharp sting of pain in my finger made me hiss before I realized I had nibbled the damned limb down to the bone.

How dare he embarrass me like this?! Did Anything have any idea what humiliation I had to endure when I heard the maids gossiping about his attention to that Elena bitch when he hadn't even come by to see me!

Was I just another fucking mistress to him now?!

“Curse you!” I screeched, slamming one of the fancy ceramic plant pots hard against the wall where it shattered into tiny porcelain pieces, the sight of which did nothing to calm the raging burn in my chest.

“M’lady, you must calm down, for the sake of the bairn at least-” One of the fresh-faced pussies Anthony had assigned to me squealed and I turned to give the bitch a look that could have turned her into stone.

“Calm down?! Shut your dirty mouth you little whore! It's my child to do with as I please!” I roared, watching the maid jerk
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