I could see the panic in her body language. The poor young thing looked like she was being eyed by prey ready to be eaten. Terrified. I loved the sense of power it brought rippling through my body as I noticed she could not even meet my eye. It was not the first time I had seen her. No. My cousin may have excluded me from the authority line within our pack, but I still had my means...
This was still my home. Still my heritage. Still my legacy. A legacy the more I watched my cousins, I was certain should never have fallen to them. But, as much as plans had come and had gone, I would find my moment.
