Chapter 65 Good For The Pack

ZIRA If you could feel the power in this room right now, you would be choking on it. Even more than the choker I was wearing. I instantly regretted my decision to keep wearing it. Why the hell was I wearing it anyway? Even though my head was down, I could feel her eyes burning into me like lava. If looks could kill, I would be dead twice over. I didn't dare meet her gaze. She probably would have taken it as me being defiant, trying to show her up. It was the last thing I wanted. I really just want to leave this room and never come back. Besides, I needed to pee or possibly throw up or eat something. Yes, food. I groaned inwardly. How could I be thinking of food right now? We're having a serious conversation. Pay attention, Zira. I glanced up quickly, and she still stared at me while Isaiah kissed her neck. The idea of throwing up returned stronger than ever, but I suppressed it. "There's something you can do to make this situation a bit more bearable for all of us," Alaia said, still m