Part 43

The sounds of my limbs stretching and bones crackling echoed around, my ears ringing. I rarely shifted, not by choice, but all the years of my childhood trauma forced me to keep my wolf hidden. Landing on four legs, I shook my head, leaping in the wolf's direction.

As if the Alpha sensed my motive to

fight, he dropped the pup, causing it to run and hide behind the trees. With a low growl, he raised his brow, challenge burning in those orbs; it made the ground underneath vibrate. The sound did not lock me into place like it would any other omega. I was not going to cower in fear like biology dictated.

It didn’t do a thing other than resonate around and make the nearby creatures hide, alarmed. I paced myself, ignorin