SAM’S POV
Tardiness was something I hated. It was something I knew every Alpha hated. And to see that someone was making us late was more than getting my blood to boil.
Most annoyingly, the hair stylist or whatever the fu*k she was had the audacity to stop me from going into the changing room like someone had specifically given her orders not to let anyone in. The audacity of her to also not acknowledge my mate, Diana, did more than get my blood boiling it was starting to spill over.
And if it hadn’t been for my future brothers-in-law – Violet had to have been the one in there with them, it was obvious they had their hands all over her judging from their shrivelled shirts and messy hairs – I would have barged in and taught them a lesson. That fu*king b*tch!
It was a good thing I reject
