Chapter 50

Asher pov 

 I finally saw Sophia dancing in the middle of the group, a drink in her hand and a smile on her face. She was laughing and having a great time, completely carefree.

I felt a load of anger and frustration at the sight of her. How could she be so reckless and irresponsible, especially after what had just happened?

I pushed my way through the crowd and grabbed Sophia's arm, pulling her away from the dance floor. "We need to talk," I said, my voice low and angry.

Sophia looked up at me, a look of surprise and confusion on her face. "What's wrong, Asher?" she asked, her voice slurred from drinking.

I pulled her outside, away from the noise and chaos of the club. "You're coming with me," I said, my voice firm and commanding.

Sophia looked up at me, a look of fear in her eyes. "I'm not going anywhere," she said, her voice stubborn.

I felt angry at her disobedience. "You're going to do what I say, Sophia," I said, my voice low and menacing. "You're going to come with me, and we're going to have a long talk about your behavior."

Sophia rolled her eyes, but I could see the faintest glimmer of fear in her looks. She knew she had gone too far, and now she was going to have to face the consequences.

I pulled her along, not giving her a choice as I dragged her back to my car. Johnson and Loid watched us go, their faces serious and concerned.

As we drove away from the club, Sophia sat in silence, her arms crossed and her eyes fixed on the window. I could feel her anger and resentment radiating off her, but I didn't care. She had gone too far, and now she was going to have to face the music.

When we arrived back at my mansion, I pulled Sophia out of the car and marched her inside. My mother was waiting for us in the living room, her face stern and disapproving.

"Sophia," I said, my voice firm and commanding.

Sophia looked up at me, her eyes flashing with fear. "I don't see why I have to be lectured," she said, her voice sullen.

My mother stood up, her eyes blazing with anger. "You'll do as you're told, Sophia," she said, her voice low and menacing. "You've brought shame and embarrassment to our pack, and now you're going to have to face the consequences."

Sophia's face folded on pity, and for a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of fear in her eyes. But then her expression hardened, and she looked away, her jaw set in fear.

I sighed, feeling a big of frustration and disappointment. Sophia was going to have to learn to listen and obey, or she was going to find herself in a world of trouble.

The stranger walked in, as Sophia set her eyes on him, her face folded in anger. "What are you doing here?" she asked with a furious voice.

"You know what you did," the stranger said, his face folded in anger.

"Don't you dare talk to me like a kid," Sophia said, as her eyes began to glow and her hair rose. At that moment, I knew she was about to change into a wolf.

I quickly stood between them, as both of them were about to confront each other. "You two should calm down and remember who you both are standing with," I said, putting my hands out openly. "Respect my mother, the former Luna, if you can't respect me."

My mother's eyes flashed with approval at my words, and she nodded slightly in encouragement. Sophia's eyes still glowed with anger, but she seemed to be making an effort to calm down. Her hair slowly returned to its normal state, and her eyes lost their feral glow.

The stranger, too, seemed to be making an effort to compose himself. He took a deep breath and bowed his head slightly in respect. "I apologize, Alpha," he said. "I forgot myself for a moment."

I nodded, accepting his apology. "Let's start again," I said. "Sophia, this... gentleman has come to discuss an incident that occurred at a nightclub. It seems you were involved in a fight and revealed some sensitive information about our pack's business dealings."

Sophia's face went pale, and she looked at the stranger with a mixture of fear and disobedience. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said, but her voice was shaking slightly.

The stranger sighed and rubbed his temples. "Sophia, please. We have witnesses. We know what happened. Let's just focus on finding a way to resolve this situation, okay?"

I looked at Sophia, my expression stern. "Sophia, you need to tell the truth. What happened at that nightclub?"

Sophia looked down, her eyes avoiding mine. "I...I don't remember," she stammered.

The stranger sighed, frustration evident on his face. "Sophia, we have video footage of the incident. We know you were there, and we know what you did. It's time to stop denying it and take responsibility for your actions."

Sophia's face went light, and she looked like she was about to collapse. I could see the fear in her eyes, and I knew she was realizing the gravity of her situation.

My mother stepped forward, her expression stern. "Sophia, you have brought shame to our pack. Your actions have put us at risk, and it's time for you to face the consequences."

Sophia looked up, tears streaming down her face. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I didn't mean to cause any trouble."

I sighed, feeling a mix of emotions. I was angry with Sophia for her reckless behavior, but at the same time, I felt a pang of sympathy for her. She was clearly struggling, and I knew she needed help.

"What do you propose we do to resolve this situation?" I asked the stranger.

The stranger thought for a moment before responding. "I think it would be best if Sophia apologized to my pack and agreed to make amends for her actions. Perhaps she could perform some kind of community service or pay a fine."

I nodded, considering his proposal. It seemed like a fair solution, and I knew Sophia needed to take responsibility for her actions.

But as I looked at Sophia, I could see the fear in her eyes. She was scared, and I knew she needed my support.

"Sophia, I want you to know that I'm here for you," I said, trying to reassure her. "We'll get through this together, okay?"

But she turn to me with a weird look.