“It doesn’t seem patronizing, it is patronizing.” I correct him.
“No.” He counters sternly. “Patronizing implies superiority. I don’t think I’m better than you Ella.”
“Of course you do!” I burst out. “You’re supernatural – the bias is in the name! I’m just a human and next to shifters we’re primitive, tiny, weak and slow. And on top of all that you’re the wealthiest, most powerful man in the pack. How could you not feel superior?”
Sinclair’s green eyes slice through me, and I have to work very hard to stay still. I feel as though I’m about to receive a lecture, “Because none of those things have any inherent value beyond staying alive and controlling the world around you. There’s no integrity in being fast or rich, and our society didn’t earn any of it. It was handed to us by the Godde
