“You told us her father was an Alpha. That was a lie to try and get us to accept her, wasn’t it? You knew no one would accept someone who might as well be a Mutant.”
Elizabeth cringed at the word.
“I am not anything like those disgusting things.”
Her response was visceral – far more passionate than Sawyer would have guessed. But she had every reason to hate them as much as his kind did.
They hadn’t thought of that – that transforming that way would make her like them in the eyes of the pack. If people thought that is what gave her the abilities she had inherited from her father it would take away the status she was able to claim as the daughter of an Alpha. But at least some of these people were always going to find a way to reject Elizabeth, and for a second she had a flash of upset a
