Greta's Anger 2

The door to Violet's room flew open, slamming against the wall as Greta stormed in. Ignoring Sylvia's shocked expression as the elder jolted up in response to the intrusion, Greta walked right up to Violet's bed where she was huddled under a blanket like a terrified puppy in the middle of a storm.

"What did you say to my brother?" she snarled, grabbing Violet by the collar and shaking a whimper out of her.

Violet's eyes were so wide, the white was visible all the way around her irises, and she looked Sylvia's way in a silent plea for help. Sylvia's mouth hung open, but she stood back, allowing Greta her confrontation. It was best not to get in the way of an angry, pregnant lycan female.

"I-I don't know w-what you mean," Violet's eyebrows pulled together in the most pitiful look of innocence she could manage, but it wasn't enough to make Greta back down.