The girl before her was a fool. Despite her soft, yet blank expression, she spoke of her desire to return to Arcanum. A brow would lift in sarcastic amusement, her silvery expression mocking. Let her return? It was almost laughable. "And why would i let you come back?" Lips curled into a sneer, toxic words dripping from her lips. An act of treason had been committed, she was lucky to even still be standing and breathing. The desire to spill her unworthy blood was overwhelming, threatening to the end the conversation without hearing anything else she had to say and simply rip into her tender flesh, to remind the girl of just who she had betrayed, to make an example of what happens to those who flee her pack without so much as a word. Too much disobedience had gone on within her pack, she had allowed too much to happen, it was time they all learned by example. A low growl slipped from inky lips, her gaze turning predatory.