The next morning, Mirabel leaned against the oak table in her private quarters, a sly smile playing on her lips.Around her stood her closest allies, pack members who shared her disdain for Aria.They spoke in hushed tones, their eyes gleaming with malice as they devised their next move.“She’s too comfortable,” Mirabel said, her voice dripping with contempt. “Parading around here like she belongs, like she’s one of us. It’s time she understood her place.”One of her minions, a wiry man named Ezra, chuckled. “What do you have in mind?”Mirabel’s smile widened. “We send her on an errand. Deep into the forest. Somewhere far enough that she’ll get lost, maybe even into rogue territory.”“But if she comes back…” another minion, a petite woman named Talia, began hesitantly.“She won’t,” Mirabel interrupted. “And if she does, well, she’ll learn her lesson. Either way, she’s out of our hair.The next day, Mirabel approached Aria in the garden, her demeanor unusually pleasant.It was enough t
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