Chapter 22

CHAPTER 22

ALPHA GRAY

I sighed, the weight of the night settling over me as I laid down on my bed. The moonlit room echoed with the distant sounds of the Red Moon Pack, a stark contrast to the memories that began to resurface.

My mind drifted back to My Pack, My home The vivid recollections painted a picture of a time marked by war and chaos.

As a child, I witnessed the turmoil that engulfed our pack. The air was thick with tension, and the ground quivered with the echoes of distant battles. I could still recall the scent of blood, the clash of fangs, and the eerie howls that filled the night.

In the midst of the chaos, I ran through the fight, dodging warriors engaged in a struggle for dominance. I stumbled upon the scene where my father, the Alpha, faced a formidable opponent. His eyes met mine for a brief moment, a silent exchange that