CHAPTER 82
DAISY'S POINT OF VIEW.
“Not biological,” he responded, and I gave a short laugh.
“Still your brother, so I expect you’ll be praying that he wins.”
“We know pack politics can be funny and very unpredictable,” he explained. “The new guy from your pack has been gaining momentum. He might be a case.”
Silence settled in. I said no words; my eyes narrowed outside the window as the breeze whipped my hair, and memories of Adele rushed back to me.
Suddenly, I turned back to him. “They'll fall just as they're gaining momentum,” I said confidently.
“Why'd you say that?” Rip asked. “You sound very sure about that.”
I smirked. “Because I am very confident about it. It's short-term fame that will die down even before the pack elections begin”
He laughed. “I don't know much about poli
