Reconcile

Valine closed her eyes briefly, trying to calm her inner wolf, which was growling with the desire to confront Tiffany. She was tempted to put that woman in her place, to rip her apart. Almira approached Valine with a concerned expression, her worry evident in her eyes. "Valine, are you okay?" she asked gently. Valine forced a small smile. "I'm fine, Almira. There's no way she can seriously harm me." Almira frowned but eventually nodded. "I never liked that woman. She's always so ambitious, boasting about being the Alpha's mistress." "I don't understand how Dimitri can put up with her," Valine immediately corrected herself, "I mean the Alpha King." Almira shrugged. "What happened? I've never seen those women gang up on someone like that." Valine shook her head and sat down. "Well, they don't like the attention the Alpha is giving me. They blame me for the luxurious clothes and special meals." Almira chuckled. "Oh, that." Valine rolled her eyes. "Lame excuses. If they want those things,