Lorenzo
The hall was alive with silence.
It wasn’t the quiet of sleep or rest. It was the heavy, crackling kind of silence that follows a challenge, when every ear leans forward and every breath waits for the next blow to land.
Sindy’s words still hung in the air like smoke.
“I will never belong to you.”
Her voice had been steady, defiant, cutting enough to split through the pack’s easy laughter and drive the room to stillness.
I should have been angry. Any other wolf who dared defy me in front of the pack would have been on the ground already, throat bared in submission.
But her?
I was proud.
Her fire burned so brightly I could feel its heat even as she glared up at me, her hands trembling, her jaw tight. She thought her defiance weakened me, but it only proved what I already kne
