Diane's POV.
“What?”
I was in the middle of planting some new flowers when I heard Ryan's chilling voice behind me.
Jumping at his hostile tone and unexpected presence, I turned around to face him with a confused frown.
“Better yet, did you even think at all?” He questioned in a tone that made me feel offended, without even knowing what he was talking about.
I stood immediately, tossing the shovel and dusting off my palms on the dirt-stained apron.
“Whatever it is you're going on about, I don't like the tone you're using with me,” I said outright, making it clear that I would not tolerate being spoken to in such a way.
“Like you had no tone using more threatening words with my pack members?” He retorted instantly.
My eyebrows furrowed at his enraged tone as I wondered what he was talking about.
Me?……
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