Page 25 of Wolf Roulette

I consulted my buzzing phone.

Your sister is an idiot.

That told me everything I needed to know.

He messaged again.

I thought she had a secret counter operation.

Nope.

Total landslide.

I’m telling everyone she knew about their plan and did nothing.

I snapped upright, typing back.

Please don’t!

You’re angry at her. I am too.

The tribe doesn’t need more turmoil.

Rhona’s pride got in the way of accepting my help. Though if she’d decided my transformation to a Luther was akin to me dying, then no wonder. It was foolish to tell her so directly.

I’d need to be smarter in the future.

Much smarter.

The Luthers’ celebration soared as more pack members returned from the grid, and my devastation swelled in tandem with their joy.

I was aware what this win meant to them.

To Sascha.

Even so, I couldn’t sit here and be happy while knowing what the tribe currently felt.

Booker.Want to get out of here?

If there’s one thing my anti-social companion could be depended on, it was leaving others behind.

Thought you’d never ask.

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I dabbed shimmer on my lids over the rose-gold shadow. Gathering my hair in a high pony, I pulled some tendrils free to frame my face.

The uniform was laid out on Sascha’s bed.

If Leroy hadn’t specified that women designed this, I’d assume male alphas absolutely had a hand in it.

The tight, short jumpsuit was made of satin. While the top half plunged at the back, the front was high and collared. I wiggled into the thing, working the suit over my hips.

Yikes.Would this zip up?

“Need a hand?” Sascha entered the room.

I swear he listened for sounds of me changing andhappenedto appear.

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