Chapter 133 Shadows Beneath The Greenhouse

• BRIANA
• Jupiter’s scowl could have curdled milk. He glared at the four rogues standing behind Carolyn, their smug expressions making it clear they were pleased with how things had turned out. Eventually, he gave in—grumbling under his breath—and agreed to train Carolyn and her three friends properly. Without another word, he spun on his heel and stomped off toward the third greenhouse, boots crunching angrily on the gravel path.
• I exhaled slowly, already making a mental note to have a private word with that team later. They might have been born and raised in this territory back when it was still known as Silver Paw, but that pack was long gone. Things were different now—our ways were different. If they couldn’t accept that, they could always find another pack willing to tolerate their arrogance.