The Brawl and The Broken Glass

POV: MAEVE

The two massive guards stared down at me as if I had just casually informed them that the moon was made of green cheese. For a fleeting second, their stoic, imposing masks slipped, revealing pure, unadulterated shock. They were the elite enforcers of the Ironfang pack; they simply could not fathom a woman outright refusing a direct order from their powerful Alpha.

"I'm sorry," I repe