Patience's POV
Yvette stood by my side. Though oblivious to the pheromone clashes, she sensed the shifting atmosphere.
She said indignantly, "What's this about not having a college degree? Patience graduated from the prestigious Thornmoon Military Academy!"
Lionel, recovering from the earlier aura, retorted, "That academy was founded by the Lycan King for royalty to train werewolf warriors and gammas. Don't lie for her sake."
"Patience, your friend's as shameless as you are, weaving tales just to save face!"
"Exactly! Would someone from Thornmoon Military Academy mate with Kelsey and toil away as an ordinary clerk in his company?"
Their jeers erupted like shrill laughter, while Hazel's expression relaxed.
She stood up and sneered, "If you're going to boast, have proof. Falsifying yo
