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Chapter 13
“Vile? Please.”I lifted my chin to make myself look bigger compared to this six-foot-two guy wearing a wry expression. “I could call you worse things for threatening me after I curedyou.”
“You put me in that situation,” Dagenboomed.
Anger fueled my response because I was getting sick of this wolf dominance shit. “You attacked me in thewoods.”
His furrowed browsoftened.
“Okay, maybe notattacked, but how was I supposed to know any different when three wolves came atme?”
His chest lifted and fell quick, as if his patience was fadingfast.
“I was defending myself. So why are you mad at me?” I glanced toward the open door. Surely, Nero or Oryn would come any moment and discover their grumpy friend wasawake.
“Because humans aren’t supposed to be here. You kill anything that moves, anything you don’tunderstand.”
I folded my arms across my chest. “Is that right, Mr. Stereotyping Everyone? Does that mean I can assume all wolves are sadistic monsters who’ll kill anyone without a hint of mercy like the onesoutside?”
He swiveled his jaw from side to side, making a clicking sound. “That’s an abnormality in Oryn’spack.”
Hypocrite. “And whatever human got you so riled up in the past was a one-off and in no way reflects who Iam.”
The corner of his upper lip curled upward, and a guttural snarl rolled through his chest. Okay, he didn’t appreciate being provedwrong.
“You clearly know nothing about what your kind is capable of, the countless wolves they’ve hunted and skinnedalive.”
I swallowed the rock in my throat. Those atrocities had happened decadesago.
“Yes, but the barbaric acts are still happening,” he replied out loud to my thoughts. “Just last full moon, we discovered two wolves butchered on our land with cuts from humanblades.”
“Stop reading my mind.” I didn’t want to believe what he said, even though the priestess loathed wolves, so whatif…?
“Your priestess has a lot to payfor.”
I picked at a hangnail, unable to defend her when I’d seen a dark side to her and no way in the underworld would I assume she was all butterflies and flowers. But was she slaughtering wolves? It went against the peace pact that every realm had made when they’d split up centuries ago. Why would she risk a death penalty? The only rule that kept territories in check was to murder noone.
“She’ll be held accountable like anyone else,” hegrowled.
“If you can prove she did it to the councils in each realm,” I said, unable to believe I was attempting to defend her, but the rules wereclear.
“Oryn has seen the priestess watching her guards murder a wolf. Death is coming for her.” His tone darkened, and I didn’t have a single doubt he meant everyword.
I wasn’t sure how to feel because I didn’t support murder, but if what he said was true, then the priestess needed to step down from her position, or be imprisoned in one of herdungeons.
“So what now?” I broke thesilence.
When I turned toward the door, figuring this was my getaway, Dagen snatched my wrist and forced me to face him. “We’re not done here. Tell me about your magic and how you’re controllingme.”
I wrinkled my nose and huffed. “If I could command you, would I let you scare me? Is that how you manage your pack? Withfear?”
His grip tightened. “You don’t know anything aboutme.”
This whole dual personality within me—flipping from craving Dagen to getting pissed off at him—was getting on my nerves. I ripped my handfree.
“Look, I get it, you hate me, fine. That doesn’t mean I’ll let you treat me like crap.” I spun on my heels, grabbed the blanket a few feet away, and marched out the door and into thecorridor.
Yep, “arrogant” and “hypocritical” perfectly suited Dagen. Should have left him unconscious. He had been much nicer then. And I didn’t care if he heard me thinkthat.
