Faith's Pov
I was heading toward the main living area in the packhouse, needing to talk to the Beta about patrol schedules, when I heard it.
"Oh look, the banished one's mate," one girl sneered.
I paused instantly. Banished mate. That meant Kimberly. Who now happens to be the one person around the pack that l trust with my kids.
I pushed the door open. Four women were standing over Kimberly, who was huddled on the couch, her face pale and her eyes red-rimmed.
"Honestly, Kimberly," another girl, Jenna, said with a falsely sweet voice, leaning down close to her face, "you must be the dumbest wolf in this pack. Didn't you get the memo? He's gone. He’s never coming back. You’re just trash now, mate-less trash."
Kimberly flinched as if she'd been slapped, pulling her knees up to her ches
