SELENE’S POV
It seemed all that me and Dante did lately was argue and fight, all he ever wanted to do was punish me for random things that he came up with and I was getting sick of it. I hated the fact that he was doing all this in full view of his pack members and that made them disrespect me further. Maybe it was better that I was being kept separate from the rest of the pack, the last thing I wanted was for Amira and her little friends to make fun of me and run in the fact that Dante was acting like I was a thorn to his side.
Our latest argument still echoed in my skull long after I slammed the door behind me. Dante’s voice sharp, cold, dismissive followed me down the hall like a ghost I couldn’t outrun. I didn’t even remember what started it this time. Maybe I said something. Maybe I
