“Because!” she snarled and rose up to glare at her parents. “You were weak. Both if you were so weak. I deserved to be a ranked wolf. I worked my ass off to become stronger, only to find myself stuck in the middle with you two.” She looked disgusted.
Her parents reeled back from the hate. “We loved you.” Sheila whispered, her voice trembling.
“What’s so wrong with being unranked wolf?” Someone from the stands shouted.
“Yeah?” Another called down. Soon, the entire pack was riled up.
“Everything!” Amanda stood and whirled on the crowd. “You are weak. Unimportant. Poor. Pathetic wolves who are happy in your pathetic, insignificant lives. I deserve to be a Luna, I deserve to lead. I deserve-” She stomped her foot.
“Nothing.” My voice echoed around the clearing. “You deserve nothing.” Ama
