CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWELVE

Sarah

Being a good Alpha means many things. It means knowing when to stand your ground, how to inspire your pack, and how to prove yourself to be a good leader.

It also means being willing to make sacrifices for your pack. It means backing down sometimes when you need to. It means knowing the right response to any situation, no matter how frustrating the predicament might be.

I’ve failed at this sometimes. No one is the perfect Alpha. And right now, I want to push past everything I know. I want to order my pack to take the fairies more seriously. As the Alpha, I have that power.

I can make them do as I say. But I can’t make them believe me. I can’t make them willing. I can’t force them to approach this with a positive attitude.

Forcing them to do something they don’t believe in can breed contempt. Sometimes it’s necessary, but if done too often, it can cause disruptions within a pack. So, I have to pick my battles carefully.

As I look at Dustin, I can see his terror, his pain,