#Chapter21-02
We were almost done when Lou and Sterling strode in. Tall and slender, made for speed and deceit, Sterling was oddly solid. He wasn't as broad as a typical Alpha, but by the Gods, he was strong. Even for werewolf standards, he was strong. He was the fastest in our pack too.
It seemed a hollow observation. His size and characteristics were irrelevant; He'd overthrown Malcolm Asher and his place as Alpha was undeniable. He was a good Alpha, in his own special way. He had the sharpness for it. Even still, I wondered how fate would have treated us if our lives had been altered, one way or another.
"Mommy!" Lou knocked me out of my thoughts. He tried climbing up me, his fingers pinching against my flesh as he grabbed handfuls of my shirt. "Daddy sayed 'lil s**t pants'."
"You'r
