#Chapter 24: A Beta-Sized Problem

It’s the weekend and anybody who is anybody in the pack is at the house. That means Dana is here too. Every time I catch a whiff of her scent, my body goes on alert and it’s making my muscles sore. It’s only nine in the morning and I’m already tired. At the breakfast table, Dana insisted on sitting next to me. I had to work hard to keep my hackles from rising. My place in this pack was tenuous at best and I was still some nobody. I would never beat a beta, especially one from such a powerful pack. I had to make sure I didn’t issue a challenge by accident. I was bringing my fork to my mouth when Dana jostled my arm, causing me to drop the fork into my lap, ruining the sundress I was wearing. “I’m so sorry, Almara. How clumsy of me! Why don’t you go to the bathroom real quick and wash out that stain?” Dana said nicely enough, but I could see a glimmer of satisfaction behind her eyes. She had done it on purpose. “It’s okay,” I told her and hurri