The Ghost of Darktide

POV Vaelia.

“How do you expect her to know anything about basic courtesy? Isn’t she the exact same one who received such publicized, adulterous slanders?”

Alpha Zarek’s cold, biting voice cut me off before I could even formulate an apology. His heavy leather boots stormed out of the dining room, the floorboards groaning under his massive weight. He grabbed a crumpled, ink-stained newspaper from