~ RAELIN ~
“You’ve kept a rogue alive, Alpha Raelin. A rogue who trespassed on our territory. A rogue who defied the kill order.”
Elder Theron has always been a man of rational thinking. I don't really like him, but he is the only elder among the five Elders of my pack that I can tolerate more than the other elders.
Especially that old snake, Markin.
I am seated on my rigid leather chair as I listen to Elder Theron speak. Wes is nestled on the wall by my side.
Frankly, my mind is already made up, irrespective of whatever Elder Theron will say. I am the Alpha of this pack, and my decision to keep Layla here won't be changed.
It's f*****g final.
“I've seen the rogue, Alpha Raelin. She's such a beautiful little trick. Definitely a threat to this pack—”
“She’s not a threat to my pack,”
