Chapter 86 A Naked Woman In His Office

• ​“Ahh!” Elara let out a sigh of pure frustration. She had been lying in bed, staring at the ceiling for hours, the shadows of the room shifting as time crawled by.
• ​“Did I overreact?” she asked in the empty room. She rolled onto her side, dragging the heavy blanket with her. She hadn't slept a wink since the argument with the Alpha by the roadside. She had made it home on foot just fine and hadn't wanted to see him or any of his minions.
• ​“My anger is valid. He’s a jerk, and he has no heart,” she muttered to herself, tossing and turning to find a comfortable position. She kept replaying the scene in her head. He only saw her as a toy for his lust. Elder Bernard’s words were a poison she couldn't flush out of her system. A temporary bedwarmer.