Chapter 50.

Astrid's POV:

“The pack belongs to me now and no one else! You were banished, remember? Or did you lose your memory when you got abducted by the rogues, right?” Camilla snarked, a sneer curling up on her lips.

At this moment, all I could see in her eyes were anger, pain, and regret. She just wanted what I had; she wanted what I earned in the easiest way possible.

She had taken Halfdan from me because of her greed, and now here she was trying to act all defensive? She never liked my father for a single day. She pretended to be his best relative, and that was all.

“I'm not here for the pack, Camilla. I'm here for my father's remains. Unlike you, I have a heart!” I spat, my glare fixed on her. I was certain that she was angry, that she was mad I had exposed her plans.

“How dare you say such a…” she began, lifting her hand to hit me on the face as usual, but right then, Alpha Dane intervened.

He held her hand tightly.

“You dare not lay a finger on my mate, not when I am here, Camilla!” he