For a moment she wondered if the man had been forced into following the alabaster leader. Surely no-one in their right mind would dare follow someone as murderous and chaotic as Sin Hellstrom, not so patriotically with passion in their eyes. Yet that was what she was saw in the grey male. He didn't feel any ounce of regret, or at least she didn't see such guilty emotions. In fact, he was willing to do it again. But why? Did this man actually agree with the laws and morals the red-marked leader followed? The girl was confused, and his further inquiries plagued her mind like a stormy cloud. Offended by the man's actions? Afraid? Of course she was! They all had told her what a treacherous canine this Sin had been. Until now, she hadn't been exposed to the other side of the story, so she had gone along believing what everyone had said. Everyone else was offended, afraid, so that meant they were right, weren't they?
But what if everyone was wrong? What if Sin was a misunderstood man, just another alpha trying to find their place in the world? After all, didn't every alpha have to challenge for leadership or a piece of land every little once in a while? As she had discovered, it was all about authority and power. Only the alphas willing to fight for their place survived and thrived. The scared and weak ones fell apart. So what was so bad about him? Wasn't he like everyone else? What made this man so cruel, so dark-hearted? If she was him, she would be proud of her successes. Conquering so many territories, defeating opponents and expanding a flourishing empire - that was a leader she wanted to follow, not her own mother that could barely keep the pack afloat with her problems.
No! How can I think like that about Mum?
As she scrunched her features in a perplexed manner, his words spun through her mind, tiring her mental self. Surely she couldn't be agreeing with the man's logic. Surely not. However, with each passing moment, she found herself drawn to his story. She was torn between two sides. Was she tempted to believe it? Was she to believe what her family and friends believed or was she going to allow herself to be pulled astray? For now, she remained quiet, pressing her lips together in evident frustration. To speak or not to speak; what was she to say? What would he think of her?
