But tonight, standing in the shadow of my calm posture, he sees Amy as nothing more than a brainless pack clown! Even if my face is marked with the deep spots of a rejected moonborn, my inner wolf carries an undeniable grace and royal composure. It takes a truly powerful female to dominate a crowded room without ever raising her voice or flashing a claw.If it weren't for the fact that Artemisia possesses a face that is a hundred times more radiant, he thinks that with my current commanding aura, even the false Luna candidate would look like a lesser wolf beside me!Looking at the trembling female seated across from him now, his stomach turns with pure nausea! Amy senses the heavy alpha danger rolling off his frame, and no matter how much her pride is bleeding, she doesn't dare to let out another peep.When the giant silver trays of meat are placed on our tables, Amy simply pouts her lips, refusing to touch the food or utter a single word.She is drowning in her own childish fury! She
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