~ANTONY’S POV~
Taming a tiger would’ve been considerably more facile than dealing with this hard-nosed woman, who just wouldn’t resort to reason. Having been knocked down for handing out a mere humble suggestion, I pick myself up begrudgingly and race to her side, calling out her name vexatiously.
“Celie! You’re not going with us.”
“Why don’t you try to stop me then, Delta Antony?”
The deliberation hidden in the necessity to address me with my rank, conveys her wish to remind me of my position in the pack, which I hate to confess is much lower than hers. This is a habit of hers that irks me, and yet I take no action against it merely from releasing the futility of it. Only the moon goddess can achieve the impossible of taming the shrewd woman. Surrendering to her uncompromisable desir
