Chapter 158. Oswald Can Cook?

It hurts. It hurts a lot. Arrrgggghhhh. So painful. It hurts. What the hell did I do last night to make my whole body hurt this much?

I winced in pain and slowly opened my eyes. Immediately, my eyes swept the room, and I found myself positioned in between Oswald and Wyatt.

Suddenly, the memories of how last night ended invaded my brain fiercely. Immediately, a surge of anger overwhelmed me, and I gnashed my teeth together.

These two! They’re too much. Last night was my first time; can they be more sympathetic and caring? Immediately, I glared at the two.

“Good morning, princess? Something wrong this morning?” Oswald’s lips curved up, and he wrapped his hands around my waist domineeringly. Even without taking a peek, I knew my two alphas were certainly uncladded.