I watched as Alpha Raymond’s face flickered from rage to confusion and finally settled on a sort of twisted amusement.
“You can’t,” he argued, his voice thick with condescension. “You have no pack.”
Some of those in the crowd gasped at his public display of wickedness, but I did not even notice, it trickled off my armor without a thought.
“I can as an heir.” I held my ground, my voice unwavering.
Alpha Raymond took a step towards me, towering over me or attempting to. “You are the heir of nothing.”
I stepped up to him. “I am the heir to The Blood Moon Pack,” I stated.
I glanced behind him and fixed my eyes on Miles, actually looking at him for the first time since I thought he d.ied alongside my parents. There was nothing in his eyes I remembered, no warmth, no familiarity. Neverthe
