Chapter 8
But an alpha I was determined to become. So I squashed my own angst and headed over to deal with the trouble twins and their captured prey.
In human form, the teenage boy looked even younger than Lia and I couldn’t help feeling sorry for him as I took in his scratched skin and submissive posture. Still, it wouldn’t do for me to appear soft, not when the prisoner’s compatriots might pop back to life at any moment. We needed to extract any information we could and then hit the road without allowing the morning battle to resume. So I firmed up my resolve to act like a traditional pack leader, folding the gifted mantle back around me like a protective cloak.
Before I could do more than nudge Glen and Cinnamon toward breaking camp, though, pounding footsteps drew my gaze away from
