The moment the doors were open, Krystal stormed into the room with a snarl on her face. Sophia and the men behind yelled for her to come back, but she simply ignored them.
“You!” She thundered once her eyes landed on Zale who appeared to be in an important meeting with the elder council.
The elders' heads shot toward her instantly, and Zale’s eyes were wide as saucers.
“Kris?” Zale said with surprise written all over his face. He clearly wasn’t expecting to see her at all. “I thought I told my men to keep you in your room.”
A loud scoff escaped Krystal’s lips as her glare turned cold as ice. “Really, Zale? Keep me locked up? Do you have any idea who you are speaking to?!” She bellowed and she could have sworn that the entire pack house shook slightly.
Zale let out a frustrated sigh,
