Feint of Heart
“And, as expected, the opposing shifter averted his eyes immediately, backing down in the face of my stronger alpha dominance.
Of course, Price did have a point. My crew weighed in at the lower limit of allowable manpower since I'd taken only Wade and Fen along with me to All-Pack this year. We were supposed to be playing it safe and keeping a low profile at this first gathering we'd attended since Chief Wilder caught me in a bind two years prior. But the Winter Hunt had been too enticing to pass up.
Plus, I trusted my team. Sure, Fen was just fourteen, all freckled cheeks and gangly limbs while two-legged. She hadn't felt comfortable stripping and turning wolf when the rest of us did, either.
But I wasn't concerned about her foot-dragging. The kid would shift when she was good and ready. Because what the girl lacked in muscles, she more than made up for in sheer spunk. Personally, I thought our trio was unbeatable or I wouldn't have entered the contest in the first place.
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