Liam's POV
When my Mate shifted and ran for the woods, I wanted to go after her. But before I had a chance to, a huge, burly man was standing in front of me. He was around my size in height but had brawn for days. Compared to him, I was a toothpick next to a tree log! Still, I didn’t suppress the growl that trickled forward as I got in his face.
“MOVE!”
I wasn’t afraid to fight—I just personally didn’t like it! Having watched and seen what my brother had done with his power, strength, and rank his whole life, it made me sick to the stomach. He loved to fight and assert his dominance over wolves who were weaker than him.
I never wanted to be like him!
But I didn’t sit on my f*****g hands and just accept and watch injustice unfurl before me. Never had, and never would. And I sure as f**
