Richard

They kept pushing me. Every single one of them—Raymond, Parker, the Elders. They all thought they could force me into accepting her. That weak, pathetic excuse of a mate the moon goddess had cursed me with.

What good was she? No strength. No power. No wolf. A disgrace to our kind. She didn’t deserve to be near me, much less be bound to me for eternity. I was superior—in blood, in strength, in purpose. And they dared to suggest I accept her?

Fools.

Even my own wolf betrayed me. ...