MIA’S POV
From the window, I watched them. All four of them.
Standing outside like lost puppies, their arms crossed, looking like they were on some kind of mission. It was almost comical—four powerful Alphas reduced to this.
But the longer I stared, the more my irritation boiled over into something darker.
Just yesterday, they had the audacity to accuse me of trying to kill Nathan. They yelled at me, pointed fingers, acted like I was some kind of criminal—when I was the stupid one who actually saved him!
I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. What a joke.
They didn’t deserve kindness. They didn’t deserve anything from me. The only thing they deserved was punishment.
And yet here they were, standing there like bodyguards, as if I needed their protection.
I rolled my ey
