For the first time since her arrival, Savvy saw Penelope up close. The woman indeed looked as if she was already a queen. Although her brows were knitted together, surprisingly she was pointing her sharp, displeased gaze at her friends.
"Please," she sighed heavily and rubbed her forehead carefully, so as not to ruin her make-up, "I asked you not to do this. We are rivals here, but not enemies. We can still be civil with one another."
"But …" Inga protested, clearly wanting to object, however, a warning look from her leader was enough to close her mouth.
"Let us chat for a bit," Penelope offered, suddenly changing her facial expression. Her two minions backed away, lowering their heads in submission. While they all had alpha blood, Penelope's authority was undeniable.
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