Lila’s POV
I turned and saw that same she-wolf that was giving me an evil stare at the packhouse the morning that Enzo marked me.
She was staring at me like I was some villain. My heart fell into my stomach as she approached.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?” She asked again through her teeth.
She was wearing a pair of scrubs and holding a clipboard firmly in her manicured hands. Did she work at the hospital?
I stood to my feet, keeping my eyes locked on hers. She already didn’t like me, so I knew this conversation wasn’t going to go in my favor. The best I could do was take her attack with grace and be on my way.
“This is why Volana cannot be trusted. You cause harm wherever you go. It’s disgusting. Get away from that little girl,” she hissed, her eyes showing nothing
