“I didn’t do anything.” I met Jacob’s gaze squarely.
Jacob had shoved me by pure instinct. The anger on his face was swiftly replaced by guilt.
“Zoey, I—”
Before he could continue, Molly clenched her hands into fists and bit down on her lip. “I’m sorry, Jacob. It’s my fault. I touched her pup without permission. That’s why it bit me…”
“Whose pup did you say it was?!” Jacob yelled before shaking his head.
He first looked at Molly’s palm, which was not bleeding much, then at the pup in the corner.
The little one had shrunk away into a corner after being thrown aside. It was trembling and whimpering while looking at all the strangers.
“Where did this brat come from?” Jacob frowned.
“That brat bit Molly!”
Elizabeth suddenly strode over and kicked the pup.
It flew into the wall with a yelp.
“What are you doing?!”
I pushed her away and shielded the pup behind me before she could hurt it again.
“How dare you push me?!”
Elizabeth gnashed her teeth in anger and looked at Jacob. “If this brat had bitten Molly’s stomach and not her hand, what would have happened to your pup?!”
“He didn’t do it on purpose!” I looked at Jacob as well. “Molly pressed on his wound, so of course he bit her! He did it in self-defense!”
Molly started crying and raised her hand on purpose. Blood poured out from her wound again and flowed down her fair arm.
“It was cute, so I wanted to touch it, but…”
Jacob flew into a rage. He shoved me away and picked up the trembling pup.
Right when he wanted to throw it out, I blocked him and snatched my pup back.
“Have you forgotten, Zoey? Our pack doesn’t accept outsiders, especially pups of unknown origin, like this one.”
Jacob narrowed his eyes at me. His expression and words were both cold as ice.
“It’s just an injured pup. It won’t be a threat to us or the pack.”
“Won’t be a threat? What a joke!” Elizabeth screeched. “It bit Molly’s hand! What if it carries some sort of virus or bacteria?! What’s going to happen to my unborn grandson, then?!
