---- Chapter 10 Becky's POV The knock on the door was sharp and impatient. I frowned as I made my way to open it. The last person I expected to see on the other side was her. Sara. The former Luna of the Grimsbane Pack. And standing beside her, with an air of authority and sharp disapproval, was Asher Grimsbane- the former Alpha, father of Alpha David Grimsbane. My stomach tightened. Their scents hit me even before I fully opened the door-Sara's cloying jasmine and Asher's bitter pine-both as unwelcome as their presence. ---- Sara's eyes widened the moment she saw me. Her nostrils flared, catching my Beta scent. "You?" she exclaimed, her voice dripping with disdain. "What are you doing here?" I squared my shoulders. "I live here." She let out a short, humorless laugh. "You? Ina High Alpha bloodline's den? Don't be ridiculous." Before I could respond, footsteps echoed down the hall. The butler arrived, his posture stiff as he bowed slightly. Right in front of him was Alpha Michael, dragging his tattered wolf plushie along the floor like a cub in play. The butler's voice was firm. "Lady Sara, Alpha Asher, you will treat Luna Becky with respect. She is the mistress of this house." Sara's expression twisted in disbelief. "Mistress?" ---- She turned to Asher, scoffing. "He must be joking." The butler didn't flinch. "He is not." Sara let out a burst of laughter, loud and mocking. Asher, however, simply studied Alpha Michael with a deep, unreadable gaze before shifting to me. "You got bonded," Asher said, his tone neutral. " And you didn't even inform us?" Bonded. Not married. Not among wolves. Our bond was sealed in blood and moonlight. Alpha Michael ignored them, his attention focused on a small toy soldier in his hand. He seemed completely detached from the conversation. Sara sneered. "What, were you afraid Daddy would disapprove?" Asher's lips twitched as if he were suppressing amusement. "Why would I disapprove?" He let his