la

h arrogant indignation, waiting for the tea

stead, I let out a soft, humorless lau

calm. "Justin, you speak of strength, yet you are blind to

wed. "Watch yo

s? Oh, wait. You can't. Your Pack's vault couldn't even produce a hundred thousand dollars if your life depended on it. For the

Lycanthrope Elixirs from Doctor Fritz Klein cost ten thousand dollars a pill.

His Alpha pride, fragile and unearned,

Alpha's Command-which washed over my dormant White Wolf like a light breeze. "I am the Alpha! I am inf

oak door behind him. The suffocating reek of cheap spi

t gave a pathetic, dying throb. But deep within my soul, my White Wolf

id, slipped out from the shadows of the adjoining dressing room.

eside my chair. "How could the Alpha be so cruel

I said quietly, my voice devoi

gainst the smooth, unblemished skin of

ears, staring at my neck.

ng cold. "And he never gave me his Marking. Our

er's dying wish... she wanted you sa

. I could smell the suffocating stench of Rogues, the metallic tang of fresh blood, and the searing, unnatural burn of Silver weapons. I saw my father, Alpha Arthur Crawford, an

ng tears; it brought

playing the weak, wolfless v

ped Effa's forehead, snappin

y tone leaving no room for argument. "Dr

stammered, rubb

my full height. "Every last cent of the ten million dol