Third Person POV
“YOU! You shouldn’t even be here! YOU ARE WOLF-LESS!”
‘Got you b***h,’ Cora thought smugly.
From the moment they had met Cora loathed Nan. The low blood commoner had strutted in those ancient halls without remorse. Cora had clocked Nan’s entitlement and greed the second she laid eyes on her.
‘Lionel is mine!’ Cora growled lowly. ‘I won’t let anyone else have him.’
First that cold b***h Katya had taken Lionel from her. When she had died, Cora knew it was her chance to claim him. He would see that no one else was better suited by his side.
Then he brought that gold digger, Nan, to his home. Cora knew exactly why Nan was there. That b***h would seduce her way into Lionel’s bed and take Cora’s rightful spot.
Cora would not stand for it. No one would get between her
