Saoirse
Sup, freak.” Finn, my cousin, grated but it’s the smug flick of his finger against my forehead that makes me clench the spatula. “The Alpha King’s arriving soon, so try not to embarrass the pack. Don’t forget what you are.” He snapped, tightening his jaw with his eyes darkened with disgust and anger.
I keep stirring the food, refusing to look at him. He toes my foot hard under the table—pain shoots up, but I don’t flinch. I’m used with the devil’s treatment towards me, why bother?
“If you screw it up? You know the drill. I punish you.” He smiles like it’s a promise he’s excited to keep.
Ana, my wolf, growls in my head like thunder rolling low. “Why did you let him do that?” she snaps. “Keep letting them treat us like s**t and I swear, I will burn this pack to the ground.”
“Don
