Taylor’s POV
I rose slowly, and the movement spoke volumes, reminding every wolf in the room exactly who I was. Daniel tensed in his seat, and even Henry’s smile was thinner.
“Let me be very clear,” I told them, my voice soft enough that they had to strain to hear me. “Gardner Cottage belongs on Blackwood land. My tenant is protected by the Blackwoods. That little girl at Maplewood is watched over by the Blackwoods. And I need no permission from the Sterling pack to run my own territory.”
A pregnant pause followed.
Henry nodded slowly, as if the diplomat were asserting himself over the wolf. "Certainly. We didn’t mean to overstep. Claire simply wanted to be sure–”
“Claire can ensure herself by staying out of my business.” I turned to Daniel. “Withdraw your wolves from the periphery a
