“How can you be so awful?” she breathed like she really wanted to know the answer to that. The truth came to my lips, though she’d never get it. I was raised to be ruthless, to step on heads and force other Fae down beneath me. It was the way of the Wolf and the way of Fae. With those needs combined, I was the fiercest Alpha in the entire world. One chink in my armour could mean me falling from grace. And without my throne, what did I have?
