Shawn
Cornelius’s body lay limp and lifeless on the floor while his blood poured out of his body. My wolf huffed, completely satisfied with our handiwork. The Alpha who manhandled Rory on stage was coming around and blinking his eyes rapidly.
“Secure him” I ordered and Jeremy grabbed the alpha before he could fight. My father and James made their way into the room and surveyed the surroundings. Their eyes landed on the dead heap of meat on the floor before moving to the white wolf hiding behind me. Rory's scent had changed from fear, to proud, to curious, to even a bit aroused. Whether she liked it or not, her wolf liked my display of dominance and violence. They liked my show of protection.
My father made his way to Rory and knelt down in front of her. He asked her to shift and to my
