Avery’s POV
"Little Hellion, I can't believe you just said something as cruel as that so casually. But it’s a creative idea, so why not put it to good use?"
Aidan’s voice was laced with amusement, but there was something darker beneath it, something that made my lips curl.
"What’s cruel about her servicing the pack guards?" I asked, stretching lazily. "I mean, since she’s so good at trying to drug people, she should be able to take that, right?"
Aidan chuckled. "Just come and get some sleep, little Hellion."
I smirked, but the satisfaction was short-lived. Tomorrow would bring a storm, and I was more than ready to watch it unfold.
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The next morning, the dining hall was eerily quiet.
I sat at the breakfast table, pushing my food around my plate as my gaze settled on my mother. He
