The world around me was frozen in time. I was still in my wolf form and had just killed my grandfather, Charles Jefferson; who saw me as nothing more than a commodity with which to trade. He was going to take me away from my family. From my mate. I looked up from the lifeless form beneath me. No one was fighting anymore. Everyone was looking at me. My eyes met my brother's, then my father's before landing on Sam. In that moment the world unfroze as Sam walked towards me, his long strides making short work of the distance. He was soon followed by my brother and my father.
"You okay Princess?" Sam asked softly.
I nodded, then looked at my shredded clothes on the ground nearby. When I looked up more of our pack were surrounding me, their backs turned.
"Do yo
