SAMANTHA:
Stephen helped Phiona up off the ground.
"Enough!" Phiona's voice came out authoritative as she slid her hands over the wrinkles in her outfit as if her wrinkled clothing were the highest offending point of the whole ordeal.
Samantha stared in shock. How had things become so chaotic? And how was Phiona so calm? She knew Phiona would be alright, but anyone would feel humiliated and upset being tossed to the ground like that. And yet, Phiona didn't argue the point, or demand an apology, she just wanted the fighting to stop.
Samantha wondered if they would listen? Phiona wasn't an Alpha, they weren't forced to do what she said. And she had seen many a fight back home that once started would take the force of ten men to stop. So she could only imagine what it would take for two wolves to separate once started.
