Mia's POV"Madison," I greet my stepmother with a fake smile and gritted teeth. "I do wish that you would call me Mother while we are in public," she says as she tips a flute to her lips and drinks champagne. "Tell me," I whisper to Madison. "Were there no Alphas or Betas closer to my age that could have attended tonight's debacle?"My stepmother snorts loudly. She looks out over the crowd and refuses to meet my gaze. "None that would tolerate your reputation.""And exactly what reputation would that be?" I have to keep myself from snarling in her direction. "No one wants used goods for a mate," my stepmother hisses at me. "Now come and meet some of our most honored guests."The last thing that I want to do is meet anyone at this party. I looked stupid in this itchy dress and if I had to hold this fake smile for a few minutes longer, I was sure that my cheeks would fall off."So, you can humiliate me further. I don't think so," I hissed back at her through gritted teeth.My stepmot
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