Just thinking about Drake using her photo to keep Cassandra in place, Elena let out a dry chuckle.
"Pah! What a lowborn mutt!" Calista spat out, her lips curled in disgust.
"Truly, rogues like him don’t deserve to breathe our pack's air!"
"In matters like this, it’s always the she-wolves who suffer!" Calista growled again.
None of the older pack members asked more about who Elena really was. Instead, they bared their fangs in harsh words against the filthy male.
Elena turned her gaze to the glowing box on the wall.
On the Pack's Territory Broadcast, the old she-wolf, Mrs Monroe, was snapping her jaws, hurling insults like venom. Dominic, the host, coughed twice to stop her, his voice calm, “After our team visited many dens, we confirmed that Nathan’s mother is truly gone…”
Before he
