THALIA'S POV.
I held my breath as I let my eyes slowly move up the figure in front of me. A tall blonde she-wolf stood glaring at me with undiluted hatred in her eyes as her workout clothes dripped with what looks to be orange juice.
I couldn't help shrinking into myself as old instincts took over.
Though clearly an accident, if this were to happen in my old pack, I would already be on the floor with a hot stinging cheek and a few broken ribs at least. Right here though, I wasn't sure what to expect.
I stood completely still, my breath still caught in my throat as I waited for the she-wolf's reaction.
After a while of her not saying a word and instead kept glaring at me, I quickly snapped out of my frozen state and hurried to apologize.
"I'm—"
No sooner had I opened my mouth than he
