Lyra POV
They all complied and drifted away. Rebecca was last, and shot me a haughty glare over her shoulder. I kicked and slammed my fists harder against Ronan’s back. I’d show them all.
Rebecca kept a respectable distance behind the ass-hole wolf, and I caught a whiff of them both. No wonder they were both so nasty. They were related.
“What’re you going to do with these insolent females?” Victor’s glare alternated between me and the female shifter, trying to look smug and mean. It was comical, since nothing could touch the rage I’d felt off of Ronan when we first met. All I wanted to do was punch the smirk right off Victor’s face.
Rebecca sauntered up next to her father, because of course this dickhead was her father, looking like Christmas had come early. Her patronizing attitude ma
