Mysterious pov
I slammed my hands down on the table in anger, making the wolves around me growl out a warning. I wasn’t as popular around here now that Alpha was dead, they mostly just tolerated me. “When are we going to act, Sevra!” I yelled out. I slammed my hands against the table again, knocking plates and wine glasses off the table. Ignoring the shattering of multiple glassware I growled softly at the wolf that dared to try and walk closer to me.
Sevra nodded at him and he stood down, then she smirked at me. I had no idea why she hasn’t told them to kill me yet, but she seemed to be keeping me around so I might as well say what I want to say. I looked at her, her short red hair kissing against her shoulder blades as she turned her head to stare directly at me, an amused look
