Giselle's POV
"Bring my carriage around. Now!" I snapped at the guard standing by the door. His eyes widened for a split second before he quickly bowed and rushed off to obey my command.
I stood there, my fists clenched, trying to control the rage boiling inside me. How dare he? How dare Denderick treat me like this after everything my father has done for him?
A few minutes later, I heard the clatter of hooves and the creak of the carriage wheels as they came to a stop in front of the pack house. Without waiting for anyone to open the door for me, I stormed outside and climbed into the carriage, slamming the door shut behind me. The carriage rider turned to ask for directions, but I cut him off before he could speak.
"To my father's pack!" I ordered. The rider nodded quickly and snapp
