Marcel's pov
I laced my fingers together, looking from Ophelia to Roderic. We had just finished listing out the matters we needed to handle and the present situation of things. Next on the agenda was our next course of action.
I had a few suggestions of my own, ranging from sending spies to the Ironclad territory to find out what exactly Pierce was doing, to launching a full-on attack on Dean's pack. But I wanted to hear what they had to say first because once I spoke, anything they said would be influenced by me.
"I don't know why we're still discussing this," Ophelia scoffed, crossing her arms. "Pierce set fire to your home and she almost killed your mate. If Alpha Dean is sheltering her, then he's no better. We should have already marched to his gates and taught him a lesson."
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