“Alexia Tarabotti is not going to behave in accordance with pack dynamics. You are enacting the traditional courting ritual for Alpha females. It may be instinct for you, but this is the modern age; many things have changed.” “That woman,” Lord Maccon spat, “is definitely alpha and most certainly female.” “But not a werewolf.” Professor Lyall’s voice was aggravatingly calm. Lord Maccon, who had been behaving entirely on instinct, looked suddenly crestfallen. “Have I handled this situation entirely wrong?”
