All mine

He stood tall and strong, posturing, ears erect, chest puffed out, tail high. Magnificent. Tangible power radiated off of his broad chest in waves. Never, had he looked more like a predator, a king of beasts. There was no denying his Alpha birthright. The force of his authority would have had other wolves cowering in his presence, unable to look him in the eyes, raising their necks in submission.

But I felt no need to slink down or run away.

Just the opposite. I shivered in ...