ZAHRA-ROSE
Spending the whole day with my sister was exactly what I needed, a break from everything that had been clawing at my peace. But the moment I heard her voice, I knew the calm was about to be shredded apart.
She strolled into the living room, her gaze sweeping between me and my sister, that familiar frown creasing her perfectly smug face.
Oh, I didn’t mind her presence. I had known the second I set foot back in the pack that she would crawl out from her side of the pack, both her and her mother.
“So this is where you’ve been,” she said, her tone sharp enough to cut through stone. Her eyes flicked to my sister, narrowing. “So the rumors are true. You really came back to my pack with your sister?”
My pack. The words nearly made me laugh.
“It wouldn’t have been your pack if yo
