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Chapter 58: Understandably A Little Upset

Maxx’s POV

A shifter’s wolf form was a gift from the Goddess. It was a symbol or a sign that one was on the right path—that they had been chosen. And it was divine. To run as a wolf was to course with the power of the moon itself.

Yet, there was nothing divine in what I intended to do.

Despite what some might think (namely vampires, constantly talking bad about us for no reason at all), shifters fought with honor. Even in a backwards pack like mine. Even in pack disputes. Even across all those times a hunting party had brought in a stray enemy wolf, or a pair of scouts. If ever a shifter surrendered, their life was spared. End of story, bar none.

This wasn’t to say I intended to surrender to Storm. But if I had, then my mangy pack mate would have been bound by honor to spare me. And I would have been bound to him as well. By honor, and by the fabric which all shifters were made of.