Dayne waits, his eyes glinting, for me to continue, but when I say nothing else, he sighs.
“There is nothing broken or half-crazed about you, Talis. You’re an alpha.”
“But I’m submissive, I’ve always been—”
“You don’t have a submissive bone in your body, which was clear as day when I saw your reaction to my stealing your towel in the motel. A submissive would have just meekly accepted it. But not you.” He snorts. “You’re as submissive as I am.”
The towel. That’s why he… Nope. Now isn’t the time for that, not yet.
Shaking my head, I try to make Dayne understand. “No, you’re wrong. I’ve always been a submissive. My wolf is—”
“There is nothing wrong with your wolf.”
I don’t remind him that my wolf, minutes ago just tried to tear his throat out and before that would have taken great ple
