Chapter Seven – A Worst Punishment

Lena’s POV

The sound of the door clicking open followed by a rush of footsteps made me stir. I opened my bleary eyes to check who had entered my room. It was Leandros! I smiled at him as I sat up on the bed, but he stormed into my room in a fit of rage, and I frowned at his transformed demeanor. Was he the same friendly Gamma I had met earlier?

“Lena Warrick! Is that your name?” he asked with a scowl. I wondered what was wrong with him. Gone was his friendliness. Instead, it was replaced by a cold, calculating look while he glared at me angrily. What crime did I commit now?

“Yes. How did you know?” Maybe, the old pack members had informed him.

“That’s inconsequential! Who are you? Are you a Lucerian?” I frowned at his question. Of course, I was a Lucerian, having spent twenty years in this place, but I wasn’t sure if I was born one.

“I guess so.” He went livid with fury at my non-committal response.

“You can’t guess! It’s a yes or a no. Do you belong to our pack? Who are your pare