"You heard about it?"
"Everyone heard about it, Harper," Lydia said. "The news spread so fast, I bet even newborn pups knew. I just didn't believe that it would actually happen! I wasn't allowed to watch the match, but I heard what happened. You got beaten so badly! How could he want to do more to you…"
"He did." I nodded grimly, and Lydia looked even more aghast. Her mouth moved wordlessly for a few seconds before she finally composed herself enough to speak.
"I can't believe Alpha Damon actually claimed the terms… I thought he might have been satisfied with simply beating you up," Lydia burst out. "Beta Blaise is his own blood brother! He was going to cuck― He was stealing― Oh my god!"
Lydia, at a loss for words, shrieked into her hands. "Harper, why is your fated mate such a shithead?"
"I honestly have no clue," I said simply. "Your guess is as good as mine."