Dug Her Grave IV

All eyes turned in sync to look at the newcomer. The crowd parted like the Red Sea, allowing the man to pass through with no resistance.

Dahlia's face practically resembled a lump of coal, while Gertrude looked as though she was ready to collapse at any given moment. Even I was a little surprised, my eyes wide, Kyle mirroring my expression.

I leaned into Kyle, whispering, "Why is he here?"

Kyle merely shrugged in reply.

"Yet another outsider trying to point fingers and bend the truth," Dahlia sneered. "Will wonders never cease?"

"And yet, you've proven yourself so incompetent that even an outsider can be selected for the role as the pack's temporary beta, while you're reduced to nothing but a waste of space living under her brother's roof, offering no benefit at all to the pack's development, yet plenty for its downfall," Milo returned, his voice oddly calm as he folded his arms across his chest.