Chapter 39

"What are you doing here?" Hearing that familiar icy voice, she stops abruptly on her track and takes a deep breath, trying not to appear nervous. Turning around, she almost jumps out of her skin at the sight that welcomes her. There is Astrid, glaring hard at her. "I asked a question, what are you doing here? Are you here to steal something?" Astrid questions her again, and she scoffs unbelievably as she tilts her head around as if she's searching for something. "I asked a question, what are you searching for?" Astrid sounds pissed. "I'm looking around to be sure that there's someone else you're talking to, and not me. Steal something? That's ridiculous. I don't look like a thief, do I?" She scoffs as she crosses her arms on her chest. How come she's suddenly bold and talks back at her in that manner, is what even she has no idea of. "Your father didn't look like a traitor and he still killed the late alpha," Astrid smirks at her, and she gasps as she slowly clenches her fists in ange