"I know you're angry, but your reaction is outrageous!" Michael shook his head, sitting on the edge of the bed with a frustrated look. "You are the queen of this kingdom, Deli. You can't make decisions lightly."

"Then what am I supposed to do? Didn't you all want to put Elijah on trial?"

"Yeah, maybe just punish him by making him clean the stables for a year," Michael scoffed. "You're too impulsive."

I chuckled softly. "I've already made up my mind, Michael. I no longer want to live in the world of the royal wolves. I was raised in a pack, remember? What's wrong with wanting a normal life?"

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