Command of the Wolf
I was going to show him that, just as soon as I got through dominating him…somehow.
“Nay, she’s not a monster,” Moon said, softly, “She’s the thing that monsters should fear.”
He lifted his head, meeting his sister’s eye.
Morag snarled, snatching Moon by the collar and hauling him out into the clearing, before even my jerremy could stop her. The Betas scattered, when their trays of venison upturned. I leapt up, as Morag straddled Moon, pushing his face into the dirt. Neither of his parents had even moved, as if her bullying was so normal that it was boring.
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