chapter 135

The shifter king’s wolf was impressive. His fur was a pale gray with black markings and he was just as large as the other powerful males I’d seen. While I was confident in my wolf’s abilities, I was at a disadvantage based on size. Unless I found a way to use that.

My wolf was practically vibrating with pent-up anger. She wanted to make the larger wolf pay for what he’d done to Spencer, Malcom, and Mom. She wanted to make him pay for enabling shifters like Ace to continue their abuse of power. I wanted to humiliate him.

The two of us seemed to be on the same page. Equal partners, our minds working together as two halves of the same whole. We’d only shifted a few times, but we’d never been this connected. We were finally working together as we should.

The king’s wolf circled me, his strides long and confident. He moved slowly, the muscles in his back and shoulders rippling with his motions. Each step was intentional and focused. I could tell he was trying to intimidate me. That was not