“The council gave you an alternative route though,” my mother speaks up. I glance at her as her hand touches my bicep. “Marry Angela and you can take your rightful place. You shouldn’t have to fight like the common Lycans just to enter into the Selection. Don’t forget that the Challenges aren’t the only step after entering the Selection.”
It would be nice if their concern came from a place of worry, but the fact that it comes from a place of ignorance and bigotry just makes me angry.
“Why do they not understand?” My wolf asks with a growl. “You would think that two mated Lycans would understand the desire to be with their mate.”
I inwardly agree, but it seems my parents have been blinded by their need for power for too long.
“I know,” I growl, pulling away. “You don’t get it, thoug
