MIA’S POV
I glared at Keith, my patience snapping as he paced before us like some grand villain in a pathetic play. His voice was thick with arrogance, dripping with the delusion of a man who thought the world owed him everything.
“My father,” he sneered, “was the rightful heir to the Alpha title. But your father stole it from him. Stole what should have been ours.”
I tilted my head, unimpressed. “Let me guess,” I muttered, crossing my arms. “And now you’re here to reclaim your birthright? Oh, Keith, how tragic. Such a sad little story. I might cry.”
His face darkened. His jaw clenched so tightly, I thought he might break his own teeth.
“You mock me?” His voice dropped to something colder, more dangerous.
I scoffed. “Mocking implies I take you seriously. But I don’t. Because you soun
