Elena's POV“Hey, girl.” The two betas chorused, raising their heads in unison.I was standing still, looking at what Mila would try to do. I remembered what happened to that rogue in the forest yesterday because he crossed me. Honestly, I didn't want the same for Mila, for I knew she would swiftly learn her place and never cross me again.“First, bring that bottle in your hand. And next, tell us how you want to die,” one of the detas demanded.I was shocked to hear this, my jaw clenching. I rose onto my toes, bracing myself with the hope that it was only bullying.“You would be wise not to lay hands on me unless you seek your own undoing. I am sure you know my father,” Mila argued.One quickly bent to whisper into the other's ear.“Misbehaving toward Elena right now is a great offense to this pack. If you get yourself into trouble this way, even your father will reject you,” one deta retorted.“Let me go peacefully, or show me what you've got up your sleeves. Either way would be inte
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