There were six of seven Alphas in the room, all staring at Bellatrix, oggling her body, breathing in her scent. Bellatrix knew that Hermione had something up her sleeve, that these were her coworkers, she wouldn’t have brought them into her home if she didn’t trust that they would take her side, but she felt it impossible to say nothing, she had to try and appeal to any decent or sense of law these Alphas had. Maybe they didn’t know what kind of cruel twisted person Hermione Granger was. Bellatrix herself had been fooled, when the Alpha kept popping over unannounced with gifts and a smile, Bellatrix had thought nothing of it, thought she was just some mudblood trying to up her standing by courting a countess, she had dismissed her as a nuisance at first, and was regretting it severely.