Quinn
I was born to rule. I was made for power. I was the next alpha after dad. I was the strongest of the three of us. I was the leader of my brothers and also the future leader of the pack.
Those were words that I knew right from birth. They had been ingrained in me from the start and I held on to it.
As I stood in the cave though and looked at my dad howling on the ground at the disappearance of his enemy, I didn't feel like I was strong at all. I didn't feel like I was the leader of anyone. I didn't feel like I could rise to trouble one day to save anyone in the pack if they were in distress.
I felt like s**t. I felt numb as I looked at my dad and knew I was as helpless as my brothers felt. I felt like a fake and all my days of being strong and coming to the rescue of my brothers
