LILY
It had been a long time since I had witnessed a fight—and even longer since I had participated in one.
Honestly, I didn't miss them at all.
I had never been particularly inclined toward violence, either as a woman or as a wolf: it wasn't common, but it wasn't that unusual either. Other wolves, both male and female, preferred diplomacy and words to confrontation, and wondered, just like me, why others, especially Alphas, loved to settle their differences with fangs and claws so much.
Unfortunately, violence and fighting were deeply ingrained in werewolf society and traditions, especially when it came to family and mates. And when two people's positions were diametrically opposed, such as two males fighting over a mate, a fight was the only way our traditions and nature allowed us t
