Erik wanted me to tremble in fear, but I was no longer the meek woman he once knew. It wasn’t becoming a wolf that made me strong. It was finding Dorian. He was the reason why I had become so strong, not the beast inside me, though she was strong too.
Erik circled me as I slowly stood to my feet. “You’re different. Not just in appearances but you are strong-willed. No doubt that is thanks to your new pack as you are now a Luna, though it will be short-lived.”
I spat at his feet, not to gain any emotion from him but to let him know that fear did not exist here or within me. “Pack or not, you will die here on these very grounds even if you take me with you. I fight for my people. What do you fight for, Erik? The fear of the people to bow their heads to you in hopes that you spare them? Wha
