“The Alpha is the ruler of five of the Nine Werewolf Clans,” another sneered. “He has had many like you—lowly women trying to seduce him.” Suddenly the werewolf speaking paused. A venomous glint flashed in her eyes, but I caught it. “Let’s make an example of her today.” The werewolf continued.
They circled me, their eyes gleaming with cruelty. I spoke through clenched teeth, trying to mask my pain, but it didn’t seem to help as it only gave them joy. “You should ask the Alpha who I really am.”
Lila’s lips curled into a disdainful sneer. “You?! A mere mortal sneaking into the Hall of Shadows? You think you’re worth asking about?”
She turned to her clique, “Hey! Ever heard of this trash?”
Her clique shook their heads, some giggling. Some even praised Lila as someone humorous.
“I am the Alpha’s chosen mate,” Lila declared. “The cherished daughter of the Immortal Alpha Wolf. You think you can compare to me?”
She knew her rank wasn’t as high as Lila’s, but the words still stung. Before she could respond, Lila looked around and smiled darkly. “This hall could use a touch of red.”