FREDA POV

As I made my way towards the pack meeting hall, I crossed paths with a few werewolves but all of them looked at me with disdain. I sighed heavily, and I ignored them altogether; I was already used to this, so this wasn’t the time to start thinking about that; my main focus was to get to the bottom of why I had been summoned and get back to my room quickly to wallow in my misery.

I reached the meeting hall and werewolves of our pack were flocking in. It wasn’t a family meeting like I originally thought, it was a meeting for the entire pack. I stood at the entrance contemplating whether I should just ditch the meeting but I highly doubted my pops would appreciate my disobedience. All of a sudden I got shoved to the side by a particularly large male.

“Watch it weakling.” Hector, the Beta’s son, said with a hideous laugh. I caught my balance and glared at him, he looked at me with an annoying smile on his face.

“I’m not the one whose size is only matched by their lack of self-awareness. So next time when you think about bullying someone remember that.” I spat at Hector viciously. Ever since I had come to this pack, this bastard was always picking on me. I managed to just ignore him but it seemed that he took my lack of action as a sign of weakness. I might be half human but I definitely wasn’t so weak to endure extended bullying.

Hector’s eyes widened and his bunch of friends who he came with started laughing their eyes out.

“What did you just say, Freda? How dare you.” Hector gritted his teeth in anger. His rather large frame had always been one of his insecurity so targeting me meant I hit his bull-eye perfectly.

“You heard what I said, fatso. Surely your weight didn’t affect your sense of hearing too?” I forged on; my frustration and anger about my rejection and my life as a whole fueled me.

“Why you little…” Hector marched towards me and raised his palm in an attempt to slap me but I just stared at him unfazed.

“Try it, fatso, I might be only half werewolf, but my rank still surpasses yours; I am an Alpha’s daughter. You, on the other hand, are just the son of a Beta. Remember that before you land that hit, because if you do I will make my father exile you.” I threatened him, and honestly, I didn’t know where I got the confidence to threaten him like that.

I was ninety percent sure my father wouldn’t give a damn about me being bullied. He wouldn’t bat an eye, but I needed leverage against this fatso here, and my status was perfect for this sort of scenario. I wasn’t the type to body shame people or bully them because of their size, but I had to defend myself. A crowd gathered around us curiously watching the unfolding drama.

Hector stared at me with a conflicted look on his face. He wanted to land his hit, but apparently, my warning got to him, and he looked like he was seriously considering the consequences if he hit me. My threat had worked spectacularly.

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