Chapter 23: You Are Defending Her?
Iris’s POV
"Liora, you should let the maid be," the young man said again, his voice calm as he stepped closer.
Liora’s head snapped toward him, her eyes narrowing into slits. Her arms, still crossed tightly over her chest, filled with barely contained rage. "You again?" she spat.
"You’re defending her? This filthy maid over me?" She jabbed a finger in my direction.
He didn’t flinch, his expression remained the same as he spoke. "I saw what happened, Liora," he said. "You slapped her first. Don’t play the victim now."
"What? How dare you?" she shrieked, as she took a step toward him, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "You think you can just come here and take her side? A nobody? A maid?" Her voice rose higher, drawing the attention of a few nearby pack members who paused to watch the scene.
"I’m not taking sides," he said coolly. "I’m calling it like I saw it. You started this."
In great fury, Liora’s chest heaved, her breaths coming in sharp, angry bursts. Her hands shook as she pointed at him, snapping. "This is why I never liked you. You’re always sticking your nose in my business. I hate you. I hate you so much."
She took another step closer. "I wish you’d just go join your mother in hell. Your existence is nothing but an irritation to me. I don’t even know why my father brought you into Warborn in the first place."