Silver Creek come, ye sisters, come

Her mouth flew open when the socked woman marched over and sat beside Addison, claiming a spot that was not hers to take. This woman did not know her place and that was important in this way of life, she would not find a husband like that. She tore her gaze away from Cyclone as Addison began the same speech she had frequently heard around Golden Ranch, basically the same one her surrogate mother had given her upon her adoption into the pack. She understood clearly and as such nodded "I understand completely" she murmured under the sharp expectant gazes of both Odolf sisters. She wouldn't dare risk her place here. It wasn't because she gave a damn about the women or even a husband, it was because she cared about Grayson. She loved him, but in what way she didn't know. He had protected her from lustful men, protected her from jealous and spiteful women. He was her savior and she owed him her loyalty and service.