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p within, I am aware that my mate. Zara Alonso isn’t as pleased as I am. The cold look she shoots at me upon her arrival to the chamber crowns the suspicion. She hates me. And I know if given an opportunity, she would stab her claws into my heart and make sure to feed them to dogs. I

gh.” I say and she his

I had found my mate, Lia has been grumpy and sour and I can’t blame her f

ghtly, watching her frown turn grimly that it was before. She scoffs aloud. “She doe

Wolfgang who are made of the beta wolf of the light pack, to seek what progress in happening with the arrangements. On second thoughts, I decide against the idea and however, amble to the chambers where Zara is being attended to. She shoots me a murderous glare as I take long strid

ney, you should smile often because we are g

es threatening to unleash the

to snap out of that dream by the way

plastered her countenance as she spilled the words, reporting the incidents in the presence of the Beta wolves and all the people of infinity city gathered. She reported the incident of how her family had been killed by the black wolves. Now everyone in the chambers knew the black wolves were powerful, destructive and to not to dared with. There was no point going to fighting the black wolves especially when it was obvious that we’d never win. The black wolves were powerful and were not to be messed with. However, I had simply done something any man In my po

r reply before walking out but I could hear her thoughts anyway and of course— they sounde

any sign of weakness. If he was present, he probably would have knocked me to the ground to cover up any trace of weakness in me. Although, no one can tell I’m anxious about today’s event since I smile at everyone present and make sure I carry myself with poise and an authoritative stance. However, I know father always had a way if finding out. Growing up, he made sure that I was groomed into the future Alpha he wanted me to be. Strong, authoritative. Powerful and ruthless. He had always made sure to see to it that I take after who he was even though, whatever I did, I wasn’t good enough. So I tried everyday to please father. To mold myself to his perception of my image in his head. I had to keep doing as he wished until he died and I was left to lead the pack. His traits I know, is long embedded in me and even though father was no more, I have this string urge to never let him down. To never disappoint him nor his memories. So when Zara came with the incident four years back, I had to do something to validate my reason. N

eryone claps, chatters excitedly and await the presence of Zara. S