I was doing her a favor, teaching her a lesson about leadership, and teaching her pack a lesson about blindly running after an Alpha's tail without questioning them.
Nah.
What I did to her warriors was nothing personal, nor was it noble. I knew that she was tough so physical pain would do nothing to hurt her, but psychological pain generated by guilt? Now, that had premises — I was doing Theo a favor.
She was full of herself.
That was her punishment for going behind my brother's back. I was sure as hell he had nothing to do with this little childish game of hers. Our ancestors must be rolling over in their graves now… not only have we unanimously turned our backs to the Turners pack but also our heritage was in such unworthy hands.
'LIAAAAAAAAM' Her anguish was vivid in my head, but it did nothing to hurt me. We were on two very different levels, she and I.
