You Want My Crown Fine Take the Trash Too (by Mountain River) novel Chapter 3

I heard from Donovan that Falcon's father had paid a hefty price just for him to agree to my and Falcon's arrangement. If he ever found out that his son had ruined the contract, the consequences ought to be show-worthy.

At that thought, I felt much more consoled and didn't bother to engage with any of these fools around me. I turned on my heel, ready to leave, but Julia just wouldn't leave me alone.

Encouraged by Falcon's unconditional protection, she grabbed my arm hard and barked, "Don't even think about escaping, you thief! You took my crown and even shoved me. I'm not done with you!"

I turned around, gaze as calm as a still lake. "What do you want, then?"

She assumed I felt threatened and seized the moment to claw at my face. "I'm going to ruin your face, bitch! Let's see if any men will want to look at you again!"

I grasped her wrist with ease, then delivered a heavy punch against her chest, sending her one step back. Baffled, she gritted her teeth and screamed, "Bitch, how dare you—"

With her wrist still in my grip, I shoved her again and asked coolly, "Happy now?"

Julia stumbled a few steps back, her eyes brimming with pitiful tears as she hid behind Falcon. "Alpha Falcon, you must defend me!"

Falcon wrapped his possessive arms around her. His voice was cold as he shot me a warning. "Anyone who lays a hand on my people won't live to see tomorrow."

He gestured to the Gamma warriors behind him to seize me. I acted first, kicking one of them down, but I was sadly outnumbered. Soon, they overpowered me, pinning me to the ground with me kneeling beneath his boots.

He smiled at Julia. "Do whatever you want, Julia. No matter what happens, I'm on your side."

Those words instantly gave her a confidence boost. She arrived before me and slapped my face twice. A searing sensation soon bloomed across my cheeks.

"Bitch, weren't you so cocky earlier?" she snarled. "Where has that bravery gone?"

As if that wasn't enough, she planted her sharp heel into my belly. I covered my aching stomach, lifted my head, and glared at the two of them. "Mark my words—I'm not letting you two get away with this!"

Julia's laugh only became crueler and more triumphant. "This is Alpha Falcon's turf, while you're just a Rogue from out of town. What can you possibly do to me? I'll show you just what happens to anyone who crosses me."

She grabbed a pair of scissors from the counter and fiddled with them before me, the blade catching the light and glaring bright. Then, she yanked my hair and pulled me backward so hard that I could almost catch the scent of blood.

"You love that crown, don't you?" she hissed. "Let's see how that crown looks on you when you have no hair left, baldie!"

The crowd gasped. For a female werewolf, having her long hair chopped off was a huge humiliation.

Julia tightened her grip on the scissors. Soon, a few strands of hair fell to the floor.

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