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Sara’s POV

“You know you won’t be enough for him. I bet he’s in my bed within an hour,” Shay is taunting me before my night with Thomas. Her version of a pep talk.

“Leave me alone, Shay,” I say brushing out my hair. If I had a decent sister I would ask if my hair should be up or down, but I have Shay, so I don’t ask.

“I don’t get it. You could literally have any guy, let me have Thomas. Just reject him.” She almost sounds like she’s begging. “He is my only chance at happiness.”

“And the heartbreak we will feel if I reject him?” I ask.

“Temporary,” she answers. “Let him have a real woman, me. I’ll take care of him. Go mate a warrior, Beta, or Omega. You aren’t woman enough for an Alpha.”

My hairbrush suddenly rips my hair causing me pain. Shay did it with her powers.

“Stop it, Shay. The goddess expects us to share, so learn to share,” I say.

Shay pins my arm behind my back and slams me into the wall.

“If you try and take him away from me, Cain and Abel will seem peaceful to what hell I