(Margie's POV)
"You won't be going home," Astrid said matter-of-factly. "At least, not to the home you're used to. Your new home will be the dungeons."
I looked from the council to Randall, completely annoyed.
"Seriously? Can someone get Astrid off the stage already? I can't deal with both of my daughters at once. She's just embarrassing herself. She has no right to be up here."
"I have every right in the world, Mother," she replied coldly.
"Why? Because you fucked Kael?" I sneered. "Congratulations. You know how to spread your legs. If that's all it takes to have a say in running the pack and the council, then half the she-wolves in our pack should be up here too."
Kael growled.
Stephanie's eyes widened. "Wait, you told me it was only Sheila that Kael slept with?!"
Oh, for Pete's sake. This is what Stephanie is worried about right now? For the first time in my life, I was starting to get genuinely annoyed with my oldest daughter.