"I was not made to choose between power and love. I was made to prove they are the same Law."
The rage was a firestorm, pure and consuming, tearing away the last pretence of strategic control. I was no longer the King; I was the Vayne Wolf, the ancient, unforgiving Law incarnate. I launched myself at Vorath with the full, devastating force of my massive Alpha form. My immediate objective was not a political victory, but a violent, primal assertion of territory and mate-right.
