CHAPTER 29

HUNT

"What does Michael want?" Ky asked, standing behind me as I read over the letter summoning my entire pack to join the royal pain in the ass for a week. Specifically, because Michael Whitlock, my cousin, thinks some pack Alpha's are out of line. And to be even clearer on the matter, he thinks I'm using my Alpha status to belittle others.

This is why I haven't spoken with that dumb—

I scrunch the letter in my fist and fling it across the room, not really caring where it landed.

Every pack living in and around Devil's Peak was entitled to an Alpha, but we also had a social circle of elite fucking werewolves that pretended to be our very own version of the British Royal family. Introducing my cousin, Michael, who was no older than I was when my father and his brother decided to make him overall crown Alpha of the surrounding packs.

It was the fact that my authority had been questioned that pissed me off so fucking much.

"To be a thorn in my side for th