What is she doing? Confronting our father like that? The Alpha of the pack? Does she even have any idea what he would do to her if she provokes him?
“Don’t talk to me.” Her blue eyes fired back with a growl.
My father stood up from his couch and landed a heavy smack on her cheek. Braila swirled in a cry out and slump to the floor. She was in a daze as her glowing eyes stared back at our father.
“Do you think I will allow the likes of you to cage my sons?”
“Davis.”
“Shut up, Ashley.” He roared thunderously and ordered Braila. “Go to your room and think of what you have done today. Rather than causing nothing but trouble.” He glared at me. “Are you having ear problems, Bane?”
“No, father.” I quickly answered.
“Get her out of my sight.”
~ Braila.
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