Chapter 42:

The exhilaration of power courses through me as I walk through the pack, my head held high and my steps steady. I'm still on a high after my brief encounter with Darius.

The idiot.

Now that I've seen him again, I'm thankful he rejected me. He could never have given me this feeling that Caspian is giving me. 

Even with a mere lie from his mouth and I'm suddenly elevated. Darius is nothing compared to any of the men I've met in Goldencrest. 

He suddenly seems...crude.

The way the pack members look at me now—with a mix of fear and curiosity—is something I've never experienced before. 

It's intoxicating, this feeling of superiority, and for the first time in my life, I feel like I belong. 

Like I'm not just the human they used to kick around. I'm someone now. Someone they can't touch.