Liam’s POV
Her defiance caught me off guard. She stood there, unwavering, her chin held high as if she had nothing to lose. “I’m not going to live here for your ‘observation,’” she said firmly, her voice steady and devoid of fear. “I’m fine with myself, and I don’t need anyone teaching me anything.”
My wolf growled at her audacity, but I kept my composure. Slowly, I rose from my chair, my golden eyes fixed on hers. I walked toward her with deliberate steps, closing the distance between us.
I noticed the flicker of unease in her eyes as I approached, the subtle shift in her stance. She flinched slightly, but to her credit, she didn’t back down. She held her position, her body tense but resolute.
“You,” I said, my voice low and commanding, “are a threat to the wolf community.” I stopped
