CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX

Carmine doesn’t seem very bothered on seeing me.

Instead, she crosses her arms over her chest, “What?”

“What did you give that woman?” I demand, coldly.

She just smiles at me in a completely unbothered manner, “I don't know what you're talking about.”

A snarl leaves my throat, frustration grabbing me by my throat, “Does it even matter to you that the man who was your father is dead? That someone murdered him in a brutal manner?”

Carmine’s smile slips, “Don't talk about my father.”

“Why not?” My tone is harsh. “We are here to find his killers and you don't seem to even care. All you are focused on is hindering our investigation and putting us in danger by your petty acts.”

Carmine’s eyes glint, “I am doing what is best for me and my pack.”

“Are you?” I demand. “Or are you sniffing around another woman’s man?”

Carmine pauses at that and then her lips curve softly, “That’s it, isn’t it? You're being bitchy because Lucas isn't paying you any attention ever since