Disrespected in her own bar on opening night. Thank the gods for her own self control. The wolf inside of her stirred, her eyes abandoning their hazel hues for pools of amber. She wanted out but Mac wouldn’t allow it.

Let the elf make a fool of himself and his company. She knew she wasn’t a coward. She also knew she never said she was the best.There were countless others who were better at many things. To him, she only said that she had more experience. That wasn’t hard when one was as long lived as her.