Chapter 27

• ~Ambrose~
• After I jump over the podium, and onto the floor, everyone around me is shaking in terror. I’m sure none of these hillbillies have seen a wolf quite like me, nor one as ferocious. With my fur on end and the arch of my spin showing dominance, I can see the eyes of these mongrels cower in fear. For now, my focus is on Sable, so they have nothing to worry about, but she does. This woman has been a thorn in my side since day one and I’m going to let her know who runs Blue Moon now. Beyond her narcissistic belief, it’s not her, it’s me.
• As she witnesses my vicious form, Sable has backed herself against the wall, and her friends seem to have left her high and dry, scurrying to get their distance. They are nowhere to be seen when the shit goes down, it seems. Cowards.