Selena’s lips curled into a vicious smirk. “Elena, you saw my posts, didn’t you? Tsk, tsk. I thought you were above it all. Back in college, didn’t you wish I’d drop dead? But to bind into the Whitmore pack, you’ll swallow anything, won’t you?”
I locked eyes on the pendant, my nails digging into my palms. “Give it back.”
She slid it a few inches closer to the drop. “Want it? Kneel. Beg. Admit you’re a filthy, fake-high she-wolf.”
“Never!” I trembled with fury. “Selena, you’ve gone too far!”
She laughed, loud and cruel. “Too far? You’re just now figuring that out? I’ve always hated that stubborn, unbreakable act of yours. If you’d knelt back then, I wouldn’t have hounded you for years. You’ve seen where I stand with Rowan and Gabriel. Kneel now, and I’ll not only return your precious pe
