Chapter 3

Many people in the chat were furious on her behalf, some immediately cursing me out. "Who is she? What right does she have to bully Princess of the Wolf Pack? You should show her who's boss! Beat her up!"

"Exactly! I can't stand bullies, especially when they target someone like Princess of the Wolf Pack. She picked the wrong person to mess with. Someone's definitely going to take care of her!"

Riley kept adding fuel to the fire. "Yeah, guys, she was so rude! Probably some country bumpkin who just got here. She killed Princess Jayla's toad and insulted her..."

More and more people were jumping to Jayla's defense, even suggesting that they should destroy my things and see how arrogant I was then.

I clenched my fists, watching as people in the livestream started rummaging through my belongings.

"Talia, what's wrong? Are you angry?"

My mother placed her hand on my shoulder and spoke.

I shook my head. "Mom, I'm fine. But something comes up. I'll go handle it."

I smiled, gently pulled her hand away, and walked out.

On the livestream, Jayla and Riley were still going through my things, throwing everything on the floor. They even pulled out my sable fur coat and held it in their hands.

"You said mine was rabbit fur, but mine is genuine sable fur! I bet this is the rabbit fur you're talking about! Just look at the quality. It's obviously a cheap knockoff."

Jayla sneered, and many people in the live stream agreed with her. "Yeah, this looks like a rabbit fur for sure. No way sable fur is this shiny, probably just some rabbit fur with a little oil on it."

"Maybe it's not even a rabbit fur. It could be fake..."

Jayla scoffed, tossing my sable fur coat on the floor and stomping on it. "This is a knockoff. I could buy her ten of these! A country bumpkin dares to mess with me!"

My coat was being stomped on, and my fists were clenching tighter with every second.

They had tossed out all my things, including the gifts my parents had given me. They were ruining everything, things that were worth a fortune, things they could never afford to pay.

Soon, they pulled out a photo of me with my parents. I froze.

In the picture, the three of us were smiling brightly, dressed in matching sable fur coats, looking strong and dignified.

Jayla paused and then sneered, "You look pretty imposing. Where was this taken? Was it some kind of photoshoot? Did you copy the Wolf Pack's style?"

Someone in the comments trembled and wrote: [I've seen the Wolf Pack Leader and his wife before! This is them!]