NARRATIVE POV He made it too easy for her. His steps were loud, clunky, and rushed. It almost annoyed her how sloppily he moved blindly through the woods. It was a great accomplishment to stalk, hunt and kill an Alpha male in his prime. She was half his size, without an actual wolf, yet there she was, watching him lazily lean on every other tree. She watched him circle trees like he thought this would lose his scent, and no one could track him. She was embarrassed for him, and now knowing that there were always eyes watching over her, she knew she wasn’t the only one watching this in sheer, annoyed disbelief. This was an Alpha male, in peak physical condition, in his early twenties. He looked like a baby deer learning to stumble around, waiting for the hunter who took Bambi’s mother. At this point, it would almost seem like a pity kill if she were to pounce. Alph
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