Chapter 52: Danger
Chapter 52: Danger
Olivia's POV
I needed to get a few things from the town square. Tomorrow was my mother's birthday, and I wanted to buy her something nice with the pennies I had.
As I set out to leave, Anita appeared from the corner and blocked my path. A fierce glare burned in her eyes as she stared me down.
"You either leave this pack in one piece, or I will send you out in different pieces," she spat.
I raised a brow at her. "Are you threatening me?" I asked, my voice calm despite the anger already boiling inside me.
Anita scoffed and took a step closer until we were face to face. Her makeup-caked face hovered inches from mine.
"If I were you, I'd take it as a friendly warning. For old times' sake, I'm giving you an option. Leave this pack in one piece—or what befell your father will happen to you, and you'll join him in the afterlife."
Rage flared inside me, and my wolf growled, urging me to attack her, but I held myself back.
"For old times' sake, Anita, I'll let this pass," I said, watching her narrow her eyes. "But the next time you stand before me and spew such rubbish," I stepped closer, our noses nearly touching, "I will make sure the guards tie you up and flog you in the middle of the pack house courtyard."
Anita's lips parted in shock, clearly not expecting me to bite back. But I was done playing nice. Done acting weak. I had kept my distance. I had stayed out of her way. But now, she had crossed the line.
"You think you can do that to me?" she scoffed.