ELLA'S POV
I c****d an eyebrow at her. “What difference does it make?” I downed the herbal tea in one gulp and placed the cup gently on the table. “A new director wouldn't stop the animosity of the Lycans against the werewolf.”
She sighed, and placed her phone on the table. “You have a point but I'm afraid it might get worse from here.”
I went utterly still. “What do you mean?” I questioned after two beats. “King Larson is ruthless—”
“Luna Lori is even worse.”
I eyed Liya. “Who is Luna Lori?”
She grunted, slapping her hands against her forehead. “Ugh! Are you even sure you're the daughter of an Alpha?”
My heart twisted. ‘One that didn't care about my existence. Yes, I was the daughter of an Alpha.’ the tiny voice finished in my head.
Liya hissed, her face drawn in mortification.
