Harper's POV
The moment Angelica realizes I am not attacking, a cruel smile spreads across her face. She must think I am afraid of her. She is not expecting me to wait for her to make the first move. I know she is already angry with me, and that will make her make mistakes. I am waiting for her self-confidence to take over, something that does not go well with the anger already burning inside her. I have learned over the years that two things make wolves who attack you make mistakes: when they are sure they can beat you and when they are angry. Their pride and anger will bring them down even before I touch them, without them even realizing they are digging their own graves.
"So you are afraid," she says.
I can still see the anger in her eyes, but also the pride. She thinks she is strong
