As she retreated over to her guardian, I felt the room’s mood change to an undercurrent of something deadly. They knew what I was and did not like it. Low growls filled the air, the growls of a pack sensing an intruder in theirpresence.
These were wolves. They weredangerous.
Predators.
Grayson had stated as much. He was ruthless in pursuing what he wanted, and he wantedme.
But he could not have me and have his pack as well, for they would not acceptme.
Self-preservation rose up, the same kind that saved my ass all these years. I was Fionn Fae, but determined never to use the magick that had destroyed my family. These wolves had theadvantage.
If I wasn’t careful Grayson and his kind could truly hurtme.
If they truly wantedto.