Chapter Twenty Eight
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
Malcolm looks shocked, like he never expected me to choose death over a life spent in his thrall.
Then, once the surprise fades from his face, a vicious sort of excitement takes over. Beside him, Miranda looks like she’s starving, and the only thing she wants to eat is me.
“Well,” Malcolm says, narrowing his eyes at me, “you heard her. Flagstaff pack, as your Alpha, I give you both permission and command - KILL HER.”
After that, everything starts moving incredibly fast. I feel the world around me go blurry as the pack moves in, all lunging at me together.
For a moment, I feel sure that I’m about to die. The Flagstaff pack is full of tough, strong wolves, and they have killed much bigger prey than me. These are experienced hunters who know how to take down an elk together.
The difference is, though, that I’m not prey.
I’m a wolf.