Dravina POV
I was hungry, but the simmering rage in my chest smothered any desire for food.
I’d endured this brand of contempt before back in Firestone when Cassian’s in-laws spat words like leech, gold digger, and charity case with venomous ease. At the time, their hatred had baffled me. I hadn't understood the why. But now? After everything I’d been through? It was crystal clear.
Back then, I had choked on my pride for the sake of keeping the peace. But here here, in this unfamiliar territory I owed no one that courtesy. No one here held power over me. I didn’t have to grit my teeth and endure their disdain.
At worst, Alpha Malrik could order me to leave.
And truthfully, if he handed back my bag with all of its original contents, I would walk away without looking back.
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