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Alpha Blain POV After dinner, I asked Declan to meet me in my office. I’m at a loss. I don’t know what to do with Isabella anymore. She’s so defiant, and I can’t have her disrespecting other Alphas without consequences, or It will come across as a weakness. At dinner, I commanded her to stop, yet she didn’t even flinch. She was so angry I didn’t think she even processed the command. I truly hope that everyone else was distracting enough not to notice her ability to defy my Alpha command. Declan entered my office and sat in the chair across from me before he let out a frustrated sigh. “What are you going to do about Isabella, father?” He asked, concern clear in his voice. “I have to punish her, or Alpha Drake will be offended and think I’m weak,” I told him while running my hands over