#CHAPTER 57: Sour Reminders

Sarah POV I found Zane walking towards his daughters in the play area, and, grateful for the warning, I joined him to walk into what was quickly becoming a scene. The foam tower had been knocked down, and Chloe was standing protectively between Grace and three older children. One of them, a boy around eleven or twelve years old, was staring scornfully at Chloe, who had her fists on her hips. “You take that back!” Chloe demanded. “It’s the truth, so I won’t,” the boy said. “What’s the truth?” I asked, stepping into the little crowd. “Something nasty about humans, I’m guessing?” The boy looked surprised by my directness, but then he got his sneer back on. “You’re the nasty one, a human chasing after our alpha.” “Your alpha?” Zane asked, his tone dry. “You belong to the pack, and she’s got no business being in your bed. Everyone is sickened by the idea of it. It’s an insult to your legacy.” “You’ve got some fancy words for a pup,” Zane said. “But it’s easy to quote othe