It showed how much they loved me, and having three alphas that willing to protect me was something out of a dream after the life I had lived.
I just had to hope that they were right and Elias wasn’t willing to kill my brother over it.
The full moon. A night for werewolves. A night for mystery—and probably pain.
But most of all, the night I had been waiting for.
I had to confront Elias with my decision not to be a part of his winter born crusade against the wolves.
I wasn’t like him. I didn’t want power, I didn’t want to use my shadows, I just wanted to be accepted, and I had that. I wasn’t about to throw it away.
And if I was being honest about it, the humans had treated me much worse than the wolves ever had.
Sure they had taken my virginity for some blood moon ritual, but technica
