Chosen By The Moon
If, she could smell my scent the entire time, the way I could with her now, then why and more of the point, how, had she managed to be so cruel towards me? Are there truly just some mates that are so narcissistic, they can't see anything but the need for power and control?
I growled loudly while looking at her. Watching her eyes widen slightly as she finally seemed to take in the different kinds of blood that coated my thick fur.
"I didn't think you capable of ever being this strong. You really are one of us now."