“Who is that woman? I can smell her scent all the way here.” A gruff voice of an elder woman pricked goosebumps on my skin. “Who gave her the right to come here at our pack-house?”
I slightly pushed Zero away from me and swallowed hard while enduring their menacing stares. Once I faced them completely, a familiar man shifted his position, then shot me a surprised look.
“Wait…” the man said, then stepped forward to give me a closer look. “You are Noah’s girlfriend, right? Paislee Winters?”
“Girlfriend?!” The elder woman was horrified. Her wide eyes were fixed on me.
The rest of the pack present in the living room exchanged gazes. Some also whispered here and there while their judgmental eyes remained on Zero and me.
“She is not Noah’s girlfriend,” Zero immediately said to shut down the
