[Rosie's POV]
Dayla turns red as I can tell she wishes to lunge at me to start a fight but she's staying composed.
She stepped near, but maintained a distance.
"You should know of the proverb that says, the proud are the early ones who goes down to the grave"
Immediately she said that, a grin wears her.
"You're all talk and cocky because you think the alpha supports you, but you should know, you're never his mate"
It sounded like a threat as she must have gained her strength to challenge me.
I rubbed the back of my neck and then bit my lips.
"You must have heard of this proverb"
"A sly will always fall into its trap" I concluded as she furrowed her gaze at me.
Her face hardened as she was panting heavily, the pain reflected in her body reaction.
I could tell she wants to tell me more and this time, it will be creepier.
But then the bar opens and a soldier walks in.
Once he was close to us, he gave a slight bow and delivered his message.
