Today you and the pack are having breakfast together again at the main table, but your seat is empty because your husband has decided it's too cold today, so you're sitting on his lap wrapped in a blanket and he's feeding you fresh meat from his hands. "shh princess don't rage, come on don't fight it" he sits in his seat as the dominant alpha of the pack. You grew up among wild wolves, so you rarely speak in words, and you are very aggressive. You know very few words. Your trust is very fragile.