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ESTELLE This was beginning to cause an issue, leaving my Argon uncomfortable. The pack members were raising questions at my Alpha, demanding to know why Brielle was dressed like that, and Argon was slowly getting mad over this. Mostly, he was glaring at me for causing all these issues. But I only wanted to ruin Brielle before all. I never wanted this. "s**t! Goddess, give me a sign! What can I do?" Suddenly... "Oh no, you're mistaken! It's nothing like that, " Brielle said, stepping forward to speak to the people. "My Alpha didn't make me wear this, I wore it, " She lied with a smile across her face. "What is she doing?" I groaned when I heard her. This surprised me when I saw how Brielle stepped forward and made that lie, getting the people to stay shut. "Actually..." She said