“Alright then, I’d give you a name,” Garcia sat beside the girl. The lead warrior raised a brow, frowning.

“I’d name you Reina. Queen who’d lord over all who dare tramp on you. Like it?” She pushed the girl's overflowing locks behind her ears.

The lead warrior tsked, so Garcia turned to her. “What? You don’t like the name? Well, I don’t care, it’s not yours!” Reina smiled.

“Whatever. But you shouldn’t name her, the Alpha should. And who are you to dare coach her? You’re a Delta, but lots of us can whoop your ass any day. Stop showing off to that girl and get the hell out of—!”...