Page 33 of The Weakest Wolf

Her eyebrows nearly touch her hairline. “Flounce about?”

Even though she doesn’t reveal her irritation in any other way, I feel it in the air. “Prickly wolf.”

She clamps her mouth shut. Probably figures if she says nothing then I’ll fuck off so she can go back to her cold shower.

Not going to happen.

“Why did you run?”

“I felt like it.”

Her flippant tone isn’t enough to erase the terror I read in her eyes. “The run scared the shit out of you. What did you think would happen?”

She rolls her eyes. “As you just said, my wolf is submissive. You’ve met the rest of the pack. Would you be in a hurry to go for a run with them if you were me?”

No. I’m not her and I still wouldn’t want to go on a run with them.

I’d thought she’d have broken long before the run, but Sierra Stone keeps finding ways to surprise me.

“That doesn’t explain the fast shift. It doesn’t explain how none of the pack knew you were a submissive wolf before.”

When her eyes turn mutinous, I prepare for battle.

“You mean to tell me you’ve avoided every single pack run since you were sixteen?”

“Yes. I have.”

“You’re what? Twenty-two?”

Her eyes narrow as if I’ve just insulted her. “Twenty-four.”

“For eight years?”

“An alpha who knows math. Wow.”

I ignore her provocation. “How?”

“Nothing to do with you.”

“Tell me.”

“No.”

Our rapid-fire responses come to an abrupt stop when I realize I’m not going to beat her this way. She’s too defensive. “You reacted as if you knew something bad was coming. Something so bad that you’d do anything to escape it. How could you, if you’d never been on a run with the pack before?”

Her lips tighten.

I growl, ready at this point to just shake her and see what comes loose. “I don’t know how someone could be so goddamn stubborn.Tell me.”

She shifts her gaze to the wall beside me. “I knew before my first shift how the pack treated less dominant wolves. I saw it firsthand. And then—” She stops.

I wait for her to continue. When she doesn’t, I prompt her. “And then what?”

She darts a rapid glance at me. “And then someone told me exactly what it was like.”

And I’m sure I could guess who that someone was if she’s being this cagey. “Eden.”

Sierra doesn’t respond.

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