MADELINE'S POV

I was still reeling.

Everything had happened so fast. As the two Alphas left, everyone began to trickle out. Some scoffed, while others glanced at me with a newfound curiosity.

The rumor about my subtle disrespect was already making rounds like dry, winter fire, twisting through both packs.

My body aches for rest. I made my way towards the guest quarters, and a familiar shadow stood like a wall, waiting on the path.

Louisiana, always the same, ready to mock me at any turn, asked with a profound derision. "What are you doing back here? Still can't get enough of Crescent Pack? Why are you back here as...