Chapter 87

Liya’s POV

Hunter sighed, and looked at me, "Alright, Liya. What exactly do you want?"

"Simple," I said, my voice firm. "We want to be independent. We don't need you telling us what to do or how to live."

Gunter scoffed. "Independent? You can't just waltz in here and demand independence for a rogue pack. It doesn't work that way!"

"Why not?" I challenged. "We have a strong alpha, a growing pack, and we're capable of taking care of ourselves."

"But for how long?" Hunter countered. "Sooner or later, you'll attract unwanted attention. Other packs will see you as a threat, a loose cannon, and they'll come for you."

“Then, let them come. Let them fucking come!” I seethed, angry at how low they thought about my pack.

“Liya-” Gunter started but I was not done. “Let me remind you that you made the majority of them who they are now. You destroyed my father’s pack, leaving the ones that survived to become rogues. No one wanted them in their packs, why? Because of you, because of this very pack