Ivory
Kaylin must have reached Hollow Grove at dawn and waited around, perhaps trying to gather the courage to face us. She stood there, looking dishevelled, her eyes red from crying and her clothes rumpled.
"What do you mean?" she snapped, her voice a mix of rudeness and annoyance, tears still streaming down her face.
"How long have you been waiting in your car, Kaylin? You obviously didn't just get here," I said, pointing at her crumpled outfit and messy hair.
"Mind your business," she retorted, her tone sharp and defensive.
"You dare speak to your Luna in that tone?" Anabel asked her, her voice firm and unyielding.
Diane stepped forward, her expression fierce, and grabbed Kaylin's hair. Both were alphas, making them equally matched in strength and presence.
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