Chapter 26
He seemed oblivious to my pain, launching into a furious tirade.
“Emily asked you to take notes for her in training, why didn’t you do it? Her brother died saving you; how can you refuse such a sm
His Alpha scent was overpowering, laced with anger and a sense of entitlement.
“Mr. Miller,” I said, slowly raising my head, forcing myself to meet his gaze.
My eyes were cold, devoid of warmth.
My wolf bared its teeth, silently threatening.
This isn’t the Miller pack.
If you assault me again, I will invoke the ancient pacts to protect myself.”
My voice was steady, firm, and utterly devoid of fear.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
“What did you call me? What do you mean? Are you threatening to bring me before the Pack Council? I’m your brother!”
“You said you didn’t want me,” my voice was icy calm.
The anger in his eyes flickered; a flicker of understanding replaced the fury.
He knew that I was not merely upset with Emily; I was rebelling against the years of ingrained subservience and exploitation.
My wolf watched him warily, sensing his shift in tactics.
He thought I was merely having a tantrum and would apologize, allowing him to bring me back under his control.
This time, he was wrong,
*Alright, if you just admit you were wrong, I’ll let you go and rejoin the hunt team as a substitute.
Emily just joined the hunt; and the competition is in two days.
She’s unfamiliar with the prey patterns.
You can help her.
And tomorrow, you’ll take notes for her.” He tried to manipulate me with an offer of a compromise, trying to appear reasonable.
‘Did I say I wanted to return to the Miller pack?” I asked, my tone dripping with sarcasm.
He frowned, his frustration growing.
Tve already compromised; how long are you going to be stubborn?”
“You want me to return to the Miller pack, be your servant, busy all the time, and you think that’s a compromise? My voice was sharp,
laced with bitter resentment.
I stared at him, my sarcasm burning.
“Who said I’d be a servant!”
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“I’m not even as good as a servant! At least servants have rations, they aren’t abused by their masters, and have their own den tin
But I have nothing!”
My wolf snarled, releasing the pent–up fury and years of suppressed emotions.
Every word dripped with sarcasm, and with so many pack members around, their curious gazes and whispers only fueled the
chest!
Emily added fuel to the fire.
“Isabella, you make it sound like the brothers have mistreated you all these years.
I know you resent me for receiving their affections, but saying it like this is just heartbreaking for them.
If you’re really angry, I’ll move out…”
Her words were dripping with calculated innocence, her scent attempting to mask the undercurrent of manipulation.
Her words enraged Jared further.
His Alpha scent flared, a dangerous mix of anger and hurt.
“You don’t have to leave! Let her go!” His voice was a low growl, his eyes burning with frustrated rage.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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