Chapter Sixteen

"I didn't ask you to help me."

The words slipped past her lips in an annoyed huff, her coal eyes glaring daggers at us. Not only had we forced Cora to follow us into the dining hall, but Paige had also gone extra and insisted she sat with us for dinner. Now we had an overly sensitive she-wolf on our hands who would rather glare at us the entire night than eat.

"We had to diffuse the situation. You should be thanking us, you would've gotten your first and last strike tonight." Paige said coolly, pointing her fork at the wolf across from her.

Cora scowled back," Thank you?" She scoffed incredulously, "I had the situation under control."

"Ha!" Paige barked out a laugh, "It didn't look like you had the situation under control. Am I wrong, Dee?"

Two of them faced me simultaneously, and my face burned at the attention. I swallowed the food that had stuck in my throat before answering, "No."

Cora rolled her eyes, eyeing me with a sneer, "Why am I not surprised you agreed with her?"

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