THIRD POV
After Alice walked out of the office, Claire smirked and walked to her table. She picked up the necklace that symbolized Alice’s identity as a pack member and tightened her grip around it, a cold smile forming on her lips.
Finally, I have defeated that foolish orphan, she thought smugly.
She always found it laughable how hard Alice worked just to be accepted by the pack and their parents.
What made her think she was worthy of being my sister or the Alpha’s mate? Just because she started this company, she thought she could be Luna?
Ridiculous.
With Alice gone, everything would be easier now.
“Also, with her company and the Alpha in my grasp, I have nothing to worry about. I will rise easily,” she told her wolf.
“You’re right. We’re meant to rule. Now we can crush that wort
