SKYLA’s POV
“I’m sorry,” I apologized.
“Save it,” she sneered, not even bothering to look up from the magazine she was flipping through. Her icy response made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Okay,… rude.
She finally looked up, her cold eyes piercing into mine.
“Follow me, let’s go somewhere more quiet,” she requested. She stood up from the couch and walked graciously towards the large staircase.
I followed her quietly, trying to match her pace. The pack house was incredibly beautiful, more beautiful than anything I had ever seen. Paintings of past Alphas lined the walls, each looking more attractive than the last. I paused for a second when I saw a picture of the triplets- the future alphas.
Courtney stopped in front of a bedroom door, her hand resting on the ornate handl
