Emma's POV

　　I stood tall, my eyes locked on the Alpha's. "I'm leaving, with or without your approval," I said, my voice firm. The last thing I wanted to do was bend to his will. If he thought that he could command me like one of his servants or guards then he was mistaken.

　　I would never bow for him because I was no longer a member of this Pack and never will be. I would rather they tie a rope around my neck and drop me in the middle of the ocean, than ever return ...