Rina’s POV
“I knew it wasn’t going to work, but you insisted it would,” I spat.
Lady Ravina, however, paid no attention to my rant. She continued tending to her greenery as if I weren't even there.
“What now? Lysander doesn’t even believe us!”
“It doesn’t matter whether he believes us or not,” she muttered in a cold, detached voice.
“Excuse me? He is the Alpha.”
“And without the pack, he can’t be Alpha.”
I paused, my eyes narrowing. “What are you trying to say?”
“If Lysander won’t believe us, then we tell the pack.”
“Tell the pack?” I scoffed. “He wants to keep it a secret.”
“Don’t be silly, Rina. Who said we would be the ones sullying our hands just to punish some nobody?”
“Is that so?” I hurried to her side, stepping carefully around the plants. “So what do we do, and when do
