**ASHTON**
"They're fucken the same!"I downed the third glass of Scotch for the evening as fury sizzled through my body at the thought of Gwendolyn.I was close to believing she was different,that perhaps,she wasn't like Emma after all.And for the second time,I survived being fooled by the same breed of canines.
Indeed,I fell into her trap.Like I did to Emma.
Yesterday after I tried to persuade her not to go with my sister on the outing with her mate,I was certain she was going to agree.She wanted me.I knew that.I saw it in the way she looked at me,endured all the things I did to her,craving for my absolute acceptance.Unknown to me,she was a snake,cunningly toiling hard,waiting to strike at the right time.
It wasn't up to an hour later,and I saw her leaving the palace dressed like a whore.One would think she was the one whose mate was taken out.That mutt even came to pick them.And I fucken saw the way he looked at her.