Ivy's POV
I stood on trembling paws, towering over the girl who cowered between my massive feet. My voice came out as a rumbling growl, "What are you?"
"I already told you," Killian snarled through our shared mouth, lowering our head until we were inches from Chelsea's face. "I am an alpha of this pack, and I have made my decree." With that declaration, Killian lifted our muzzle skyward and released a powerful howl that echoed across the Agora. The shifted wolves surrounding us answered with their own cries of allegiance, every head bowing in submission—even Silas and Kitty.
"Does anyone disagree?" Killian challenged, her dominance radiating from our shared form.
"No, Alpha," came the unified response, the pack's submission complete and absolute.
"Mom! Dad!" Chelsea called desperately, scrambling to her feet as her parents turned their backs on her. Her wide eyes darted around frantically, finding no allies among the wolves who had once been her packmates.
