Horizon Ridge Sea without a Shore

Diluculo was confident there was no way the male could break her besides death. She had no family, no pups, no mate, no wolf that stood out to her as even a close friend. Her old pack had done away with all that. The leaders were vicious creatures in the simplest terms. They had already broken her, taking away almost all her family besides her siblings whom she figured now were dead. You can’t break something that never was whole in the first place. The two years she spent on her own made sure of that fact. While the she wolf had morals, simple ones like killing as only a last resort, she still had no empathy for any wolves. Some would say it is odd, having no empathy for a fellow being but not wanting to kill them. The swarthy female had very few emotions that she would show to other wolves. Diluculo almost guaranteed that the pretty boy could break her in any way besides physically.

Whatever rank the male held the she wolf knew it was towards the top of the chain. While he wasn’t second in command he was still in the upper level. Just below his mate although, which was curious. Why would a wolf that fornicated with another pack’s male be put above this creature? The creature that seems to think he is above every abiotic and biotic factor that ever walked this earth. It was something that struck curiosity in the female. ”Why is it that your mate, who commited treason, is above you? From what you seem to think about yourself you are the ‘bees knees.’ How could a wolf so seemingly loyal to the alpha be placed below a wolf who fornicated with another male. Curious, isn't it Ragnar?” The she wolf spoke in a questioning but sarcastic tone hoping to insight some type of emotion within the male wolf. She was almost certain he would keep a level head even though her taunting remarks were disrespectful.