EMMA My eyes scanned the crowd. They were all shaken by my wolf. Rightfully so since my wolf-form was completely badass. Far larger than any wolves I had seen which included Alphas. Words also came from my wolf’s mouth. All new things. The crowd was now beginning to understand how fucked they truly were. My eyes bore into Marsey’s. Her fear was nearly palpable, and I loved how the tables had turned. “I would like every single one of this pack to know this one simple fact. You failed to break me. I allowed these scars to be carved into my flesh, my bones to be broken, and nine years of utter torment to occur to protect you all. Ezekiel was killing people to keep me in line. No matter how low I thought of you, I knew that Papa, the one who helped build such a supporting and loving pack, cared for each of his pack members. He instilled that pride inside of me. I refused to let others die because of Ezekiel’s fucking obsession. So, I took the bruises and breaks, the taunts, the wolfsban
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