As far as she was concerned, the Winters men had stopped being her family the second they sought to pimp her out to the pimpled youth before her. Jerks. Her brother's familiar green eyes flashed her way for a moment, and she swore she saw regret in them before he looked away.
His entire life he'd been pampered and loved. The favored son groomed for the day he would rule as Alpha, not by strength but by birth. She supposed it wasn't his fault. Not entirely.
Still, he was a man now and he needed to find out what type of Alpha he was going to be on his own. She could not do the work or the learning for him.
"Yes, Mrs. Devlin?" Her father's brittle smile nearly cracked under the weight of her disapproving glare.
"I believe my husband and Clan have graciously invited you to run for the wint
