(Sienna’s POV)
Landon doesn’t reach for the documents in my hand. Instead, he scoffs, “A court order, so f*****g what, Sienna!”
“Read it,” I say cooly, handing him the documents in a file fastened by the Royal seal.
I notice out of the corner of my eyes, Brianna’s gaze fixating to the closure.
Landon only glances at it. His face is so red he looks sunburned as he clenches his fists at his sides. “I’m not at all interested in entertaining the notion that you have any power in this situation, Sienna. You are a lowly wolf-less nothing—a were without the wolf… a she without the wolf. See the theme there?”
“With no due respect, I do not care what you are interested in entertaining, Landon…not anymore. The court is on my side.”
He steps closer to me, within my personal space.
Standi
