Why was I feeling this way? Guilt. A foreign, unwelcome feeling crept up my spine, poisoning the satisfaction I should have felt. My prey had broken so easily, and yet her vulnerability wasn’t as satisfying as I thought it would be. I wondered about the amount of pain she must have felt being taken in such a manner.
“She deserves it,” I muttered to myself, trying to dismiss the uneasy knot tightening in my gut. “She is Just a tool to exact revenge. Nothing more.” But my wolf’s disapproval still echoed in my head, making it hard to focus.
I had no room for compassion. I had already lost too much, sacrificed too much. Becoming Alpha again meant securing my pack’s future, avenging my mother’s death, and making my enemies suffer. But as I tried to remind myself of that mission, I couldn’t sh
