Big Salmon Lake with a pocket of high

He shook his head at her confusion, patient through and calm.

"The Family doesn't rule you; you are under an Alpha, and that Alpha is who has the say-so in anything that majorly happens within the pack. You will come to find that in every pack you come across, if they have any sense in their brains, they won't just offer a spot to a wolf that doens't plan on doing anything but being there, taking up space, and eating all their food."

It was a cold thing how admission worked. It only brought him back to the past, where as a loner to gain admitance to the pack Raziel led, that he had to show proper submission, damn near groveling as he said his resume. How capable he was, how he was a good investment. But luckily with Slade, sumbission would only be needed if a subordinate was out of their place. They were a family, not a band of power fed savages. Respect was expected, but not barbarianism.

"We work together to keep each other afloat. Where respect is due, it is given."