[Irene’s POV]
Thalia, who stood timidly at the back, clenched her fists and came forth.
“Am I allowed to speak?” she asked.
The alphas casually looked at her as if her words held no value.
“You may,” Zane said.
“I was never on the bright side or someone who would even think of one day being a candidate for the throne of the Umbra pack. Truth be told, I was basically a pushover all my life. Just trying to live and survive, for I don’t know why or who. You are right, I am Virgil’s sister and I have many suspicions around me. What if I am helping him? What if I bring him back?” Thalia looked across the room.
Zane and I exchanged glances.
“My answer is I am nothing like him or anyone else. I am Thalia Umbra and the royal blood runs in my veins. I know I am naïve, but I deserve a chance
