[Margaretâs Perspective]
I admitted that I couldnât beat her now. She was the commander of the assault team. I didnât need to fight her to know that she was far stronger than me. But this situation wouldnât last forever. I would learn and improve. One day, I would be like her, or even stronger. But I didnât need to explain these things to her. I didnât do things to prove myself to her. I just wanted to do better.
Angel looked around my and Donaldâs room. She kept frowning and her gaze was sharp, as if she was the master of the place. Her gaze made me uncomfortable. I tried to contact Donald or Elliot with my mind. I couldnât get her out of here, but one of them could.
âYou guys just got out of bed, right?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
I didnât expect Angel to talk to me about this.
âI can smell Donald on you. After all, Iâm very familiar with his scent,â Angel said meaningfully.
âDonald must have told you about what happened between us. There was a small misunderstanding between us, but weâll resolve it.â
I tried the Mindlink connection and failed. I hadnât fully developed this feature yet. I guessed that it probably had something like a control switch that allowed you to selectively receive information. From Donaldâs use of it, he could even set different permissions for different people or transmit messages to multiple people at once, but I obviously couldnât do it yet.
It seemed that I could only rely on myself to deal with Angel.
âWhat exactly are you trying to say?â
I rose from the bed and met her eyes.
âYouâre just a lowly race. All you can offer is the benign value that any female wolf or even a beast can provide. You can be replaced by anyone at any time. And I can do more for him. Heâll find that he canât leave me. Then heâll know who can stay by his side.â
Angel said arrogantly.
âThen whatâs so great about you? You think youâre high and mighty, but youâre just relying on your background.â
I quickly retorted. Angelâs words annoyed me. I really couldnât understand her superior logic. Donald should be the most noble among them, but I had never seen Donald treat anyone like an ant.
Although Donald was strong and autocratic at times, he was Lycan King. Everyone needed his decisions. He always respected everyone around him, no matter their status.
âYeah. Some people are born in Rome, like me. And some people never get to Rome in their lives. The most she deserves is to touch a Romanâs toes and then slink away. Like you.â
In the past, such humiliation and provocation would have made me feel inferior. But now, it could only stimulate my anger.
âYour idea is ridiculous! You can try and see if Donald will be yours,â I retorted.
âHahaha, youâre so weak. Even if I fight you with one hand, you canât defeat me. What right do you have to stand beside Donald?â Angel flipped her long golden hair, which was exactly the same color as Donaldâs.
My anger burned hotter and hotter inside me, until I couldnât contain it anymore. Admittedly, she was very powerful. But was power everything? The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. Those who had power should protect the weak and care for the world with compassion, not use power to bully those who were inferior to them.
âIâll be strong. But Iâll never be like you, looking down on people.â
âOh, really?â Angel leaned closer to me playfully. âYou donât even know what happened to your pack. You canât even protect your own pack, but youâre here saying that youâll become stronger. Youâre just a parasite living under Donaldâs protection. Without him, youâre nothing.â
I clenched my fists. I wanted to protect my pack too, but I couldnât do anything without Donaldâs permission.
âOr shall I give you a chance so you can prove it to me?â Angelâs breath was like a viperâs whisper in my ear.
âIf you donât dare, then what you said just now was all about putting on a brave front. You might as well admit that youâre a useless piece of trash who canât do anything. You can only rely on climbing up Donald to touch the toes of the Romans.â
âI can do it!â I knew this was a trap, but I still stepped into it. I couldnât accept anyone saying that about me. Donald and I were meant to be partners. I wouldnât be his burden and vassal.
âSure. This is the patrol teamâs token. Do you dare go?â
Angel took a token from her pocket and waved it at me.
The moonlight was bright and clear. It flowed into my room like water from the window, illuminating Angelâs smiling face. I knew that there was evil intent hidden underneath. But at this moment, I had no choice.
My gaze focused on Angelâs outstretched hand. Her hand was very white and beautiful. I took the token with a slight tremble. I felt like I was taking the tempting and sinful apple from the Viperâs hand. At that moment, I heard something land. It was very soft. I didnât care.
âI dare,â I replied.
âWeâll see.â Angel smiled and left my room.