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30. A Mistress

Silvan’s POV

Marma’s words shattered the little bit of authority that I held over them as the whispers became full blow arguments.

“Impudence!” A petite lady in white shouted as she stood up from beside Marma. Somehow, I hadn’t noticed her the whole time.

“To speak so disorderly in front of the High Priestess,” she added and my brows raised.

My eyes went to the front row seat, my eyes meeting with Paul. My potential Beta and the right hand man that the world knew.

From the grimace on his face, I could tell that we had similar thoughts.

This girl made it seem like Marma was the highest authority in the room.

While she was the High priestess and could hear from Selene, or get divine instructions, she was at most, Selene’s servant and the real authority in a pack remained the Anax and Alpha.

“Sit down,” Paul barked as he slammed his hands on the table.

“Does your Mistress have more authority than the Anax?” He asked, his words provoking and I felt Marma glance my way.

If she was hop
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