Chapter 2

A few minutes later, she opened the door and was startled to see James, the Chief Warrior of the pack, leaning against the wall right in front of her room.

“Was considering knocking, but then I heard you threw your parents out of your room this morning.” He supplies with a straight face.

Marisol throws her head back and sighs loudly in exasperation. When she faced him once again, James was no longer alone, the Beta, Tony, Garett, now standing next to him.

“Are you planning on throwing another tantrum?” Garrett beams at her, a huge contrast from James, and Marisol grits her teeth. Her grip on the door handle tightened with each second.

“Now, now, princess, we don’t want to have to request yet another door handle.” Garrett muses, amusement still etched into his face.

“What are you doing here?” She asks, turning to James immediately after, “What is he doing here?” Marisol asks with a scowl.

“You’re late,” James said simply, his eyes boring into her i