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My wolf growls lightly, apparently awakening inside me thanks to the emotional storm I’ve been swept into. She’s angry that the woman who protected and raised us had to go through all of that.

“He does not deserve to be our Alpha,” I sign.

My wolf’s growling gets louder.

I should challenge William Masters myself. It would humiliate his family if he was ripped apart by a pack reject. They deserve to be pushed down a few pegs. He deserves a gruesome, bloody death.

Alina stares at me.

“You will not even think about it,” she signs, reminding me of how she used to re-act to my tween efforts to sneak out after dark.

It’s funny that she’s using those same words to tell me not to challenge our evil asshole Alpha.

“You can’t stop me from thinking about it,” I sign back.

That brings out a ghost of a smile, but her eyes are still so damn sad I can’t stand it.

“You’re not ready to challenge an Alpha,” she says.

I raise an eyebrow. “You think I will be ready, some day?”

She smiles properly this time. “You’re determined enough to become a Luna. You’re hard-headed and you care about people. But you’ve never trained like the Alpha has. He knows how to fight, in both forms. And he’s stronger than you are, Lita. Much stronger.”

I don’t like that she has a point about his strength and fighting skills, but it’s kind of nice that she thinks I would make a good Luna. It wasn’t really where I was going with the whole challenging and murdering our Alpha plan I just started to make inside my head.

All I want is to make him hurt the way he’s made Alina hurt.

Rushing in without thinking it through would only make things worse, though.

I need to be smarter than that. It might be the only advantage I have.

“Promise you won’t attack our Alpha,” Alina asks.

I lean back in my seat, and sign, “Fine. I’ll wait until I have learned to fight.”

She shakes her head at me, and I pick a cookie out of the tin.

It has been a while since I had one of these, but it tastes much sweeter than I remember, and I enjoy every crumbly, sugar-loaded bite.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Scratch

Icannotfightthefeeling that something is wrong. I was not able to get any sleep when I lay down to rest, and I am not able to be still now that it is getting close to the time when the sun will set in Nightshade. I do not understand Scar’s change of heart, and I do not trust in my feelings for the woman my brothers believe is our mate.

Everything is changing and it is all happening very quickly.

“We do not know if he will attempt to cheat with magic,” I protest, coming up with a point I already made several hours ago while we were putting together tonight’s plan.

Scar does not look concerned. “If he attempts to cheat in our fight, then it is no longer a fair fight. The rules of a one on one will no longer apply, and this means you will be able to help me. This is why Snake and Fox will be kept hidden from him. They are our secret weapon. The Alpha will not know they are with us so they will not be affected by anything he does to us.”

“You think we have thought of everything, don’t you?” I ask him, worried that we have not.

“I think we are as prepared as we are ever going to be,” he tells me, putting a hand on my shoulder. “We will not fail. He expected us to die, and we thrived. He will expect us to be easily beaten, and we will show him we are stronger than he is. You know this in your heart. We are warriors. We beat the shadow creatures. We can beat one lowly Alpha.”

He feels the truth of every word that he speaks. There’s passion in his voice and he is ready to fight the man who exiled us. He’s ready to cut a clear path to our future.

I hang my head, because I do not know why I am finding it so difficult to trust in this plan.

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