Genevieve:
"Are we going to get access or not?" Bellamy muttered under his breath.
"Why do you want access to the royal lockers anyway? They contain confidential information about everything, including pack security," I realized I needed to provide them with a valid reason, despite being upset with them. We would still have to coexist under the same roof so we need to deal with matters much more sensibly.
"And we're going to steal that information?" Wolvin slammed his hand on the table, feeling judged.
I won't lie; his outburst scared me. His shoulders hunched over, making him appear even more imposing as he glared at me through his eyebrows.
"You know what? Have a good day. I'm done with my breakfast," I gave up. Arguing with them would only lead me nowhere. I was hurt and a part of
