Was I so spoiled by my father that I demanded to be respected and genuinely loved? I just thought treating your true soul mate with respect and love was, well, normal. But apparently, not all packs thought the same and with these savages that I unfortunately had to be mated to, okay, mainly Matthias, they didn't feel the same.
Was it such a crazy concept to love and respect your mate? Was it an unfathomable concept for them to have your mate want to be valued and cherished? I sure as all hell was not going to be disrespected. Not any longer. I knew my worth. And damn it, they were going to cherish me like I deserved to be cherished.
As I stood there in front of Matthias, Demetrius, and their packs, in wolf form I couldn't help but realize, 'Was this all a show for the pack or for the in
