Chapter 92 Alpha Bitch

Grace’s POV

I suppressed a growl when I saw the two women in the living room. Not only was the plague of an ex-mate back – Seriously, the woman was like an STD! You never wanted it, but once you got it, it was almost impossible to get rid of!

But the other woman had my blood boiling for a whole different reason.

It was Maggie!

Which meant that there was only one person and one person only that was behind this fucked up collaboration.

“Cole!” I growled low, realizing that it was MY lovely ex-mate who had arranged this little setup. I wanted to throttle the woman, but the second I stepped forward, I realized that there were 10 extremely tense and heavily armored men with them. And no, it wasn’t armor like the middle-age kind, but they were armed to the teeth with all sorts of weaponry.

Some I was pretty sure Uncle Sam wanted back too…