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~Lira's POV
I couldn't hold it in any longer. The second we stepped outside, I spun on Ronan and slapped him across the face. The sound of it echoed in the empty street for a moment before he grabbed his cheek, eyes wide.
"You…" I hissed, my voice sharp, shaking with fury. "How dare you! How dare you act that way?! Is that what I asked you to do?!"
"You slapped me?!" he shouted, finally raising his voice. "Lira, what is your problem?!"
"My problem? My problem is that you're an idiot! That you…." I stopped, breathing hard, "That you let that witch, Elara, humiliate me and flirt with Alpha Darlon right in front of me!"
He scoffed, anger flashing in his eyes. "You think it's her fault alone? Do you know what your words caused? Your demeaning, ugly insults to her? That's why Alpha Darlon flared! Do you even understand what you did?"
I froze, but the anger didn't fade. "What are you talking about?"
