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And Leslie, the one I’d been trying so desperately to crush-she walked away completely untouched.
When I got back to the estate, my father, Marcus Crimson Moon Pack, used every ounce of his Alpha dominance to crush me down for the entire afternoon. The pressure was unbearable.
No one dared speak up for me.
His stance was identical to Kirby’s: go to Leslie and apologize.
Goddamn it. I’m really going to have to apologize to that woman?!
Leslie’s POV
It wasn’t until right before the end of the workday that my chief assistant, Liam, knocked and stepped into the office.
“Your Excellency, Miss Slyvana says she wants to see you.”
I paused. “Slyvana?”
Liam nodded.
What could she want now? Was the last lesson still not enough?
“She’s just a little she-wolf with her claws ripped out. Still biting off more than she can chew.”
My Wolf, Asphodel, chuckled in my mind, full of dark amusement. “Let her in, Leslie. I want to see what kind of pathetic posture a loser takes when she comes crawling with her tail between her legs.”
I let out a slow, lazy smile and leaned back in my chair, raising an eyebrow.
“Let her in.”
It wasn’t long before Slyvana strutted in on her over-the-top stilettos.
Her expression was sour. She must’ve been put through hell by the two Alpha males back at Crimson Moon Pack.
Too bad. Judging from her face, she still hadn’t learned her lesson.
“Well, look at you, Leslie. The ugly duckling turned swan.”
She glanced around my office, her eyes shamelessly full of jealousy and bitterness.
I didn’t react to her provocation.
“My time is valuable, Miss Slyvana. If you’ve got something to say, say it.”
I wasn’t in the mood to waste breath yelling at some weak little defeated pup. That would only lower me to her level.
Slyvana’s face twisted briefly in irritation, but she quickly tilted her chin upward again, feigning pride.
“I’m here to apologize. Happy now? I’m the eldest daughter of Crimson Moon Pack. Do you know how rare it is for me to apologize to someone?”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
If you didn’t know better, you’d think she’d come to challenge me to a duel instead of begging for forgiveness.
Apologize? What do I look like a damn idiot?
“What the hell are you laughing at?” she snapped. “You think this is funny? If my father hadn’t forced me to come here, I’d never-“
I cut her off, my smile gone. My voice dropped to ice.
“I didn’t force you to come here. If you don’t want to be here, get the hell out.”
“Yes, get the hell out of our territory.
Asphodel’s voice boomed in my head, full of Alpha dominance. “The scent of failure isn’t welcome here.”
I scoffed. Did she really think I was that easy to fool?
Slyvana thought her little apology was worth something?
She could crawl on the floor and lick my boots, and I still wouldn’t waste a glance on her.
Slyvana’s POV
Damn it. She actually had the nerve to reject my apology?
Looking at that smug bitch’s face, I wanted nothing more than to rip it to shreds.
But I couldn’t.
This wasn’t the same weak little girl I used to bully back then.
This was now Princess Leslie of the Rogue Pack royal family-an Alpha queen who could turn the tides with a single command.
She’d already pushed Crimson Moon Pack into retreat again and again.
I clenched my jaw and forced myself to hold my ground.
“Leslie, what the hell is this attitude? I came all this way to apologize. Aren’t you being a little rude?”
Whatever. I’d shown up. That was enough to report back to Father and Kirby.
If Leslie didn’t accept it, that was her problem, not mine.
But all she did was glance at the clock, then press a button on her intercom.
“Have the guards escort Miss Slyvana out,” she said coldly.
Then she looked straight at me, her voice like a blade. “And make sure she’s never allowed within half a step of Rogue Pack’s Westview HQ again.”
My eyes widened in shock, fury boiling up in my chest.
“Leslie, don’t you think you’re going too far?!”
If word got out that I’d been thrown out, how the hell was I supposed to show my face in noble werewolf society?
Father and Kirby would assume I’d gone in there and picked a fight!
But her eyes were colder than the wind across the tundra.
“Too far? Slyvana, go learn what it means to show respect to the strong.”
Outside the door, the sound of boots approached.
Liam stepped in, his expression stone cold.
“Miss Slyvana, this way, please.”
My chest heaved in anger. My teeth clenched so hard they hurt.
I shot her a death glare, stomped my foot, and stormed out.
Humiliation and fury burned through me like wildfire, but in this place-in Rogue Pack’s royal territory-I didn’t have a single inch to stand on.