Taking back, what's mine.

Sharlot.

"Sharlot, why are you doing this? Stop this madness. You're a Beta female, you need to act like one, not this power hungry she-wolf I see in my presence." Jameson begged, but nothing he said was going to change my mind.

He was a lier, and will always be one. A cunning wolf will always be a cunning wolf.

"Don't pretend like you don't know why I am doing this, Jameson.You see the monster in front of you, you created it, and now you have to deal with the consequences of your actions." I paced preparing a cure that would drain the wolfsbane in his bloodstream.

I was not stupid, everything I did had a purpose and a plan B. Andrew was my plan a, and since that failed, I moved to my next plan, and if this one fails as well, I would move to another, and another.

I was never going to give up, until I got what was rightfully mine.

"What? That was twenty years ago, we both moved on. You're the Beta female now. You are supposed to protect your people, not cause them harm." He preach