Nora turned and looked at him. He was glaring at her now, because she was being disrespectful to his allied Alpha, who was now pulled up out the front of the packhouse, is what he was thinking, and she knew it. “You had no right to do that. I paid for that phone, saved my ass off, worked long hard hours, tutoring the pack's children to be able to afford it. It’s not your property. Yet you think you have the right to destroy it at your will, because you’re an Alpha, and I’m just a lowly warrior’s daughter, beneath you, not worthy of you.” She grated out at him.
“If you’re going to act like a child, I’ll treat you like one,” he snarled at her.
She was the child, she thought, but he was the one who’d thrown a tantrum, not her. “Do the meet and greet yourself.” She spat at him and stalked to
