Chapter 9

HUNT

"If you want to be a leader, you can't make stupid decisions and mistakes. Love isn't what makes you a stronger Alpha for the pack, nor does mercy. Toughen up or get out of my pack," my father said, walking around my room.

I remembered him killing one of the rogues earlier. The image haunted my mind as he drove his dagger into the rogue's neck and dark blood split from the open wound.

Blinking back the tears, I tried to ignore the rogue's face. She was beautiful. Dark hair, blue eyes and pale skin. She was so scared because she knew she was going to die. The desperate look in her eyes as she stared at me the same moment my father killed her.

Jolting up from sleep, I found myself reeling from the nightmare I'd had a thousand times before. Except for this time, it seemed much worse.

Moving my legs over the edge of my bed, I sat up straighter and grabbed my jeans, before pulling them on.

The dream bothered me a lot over the years because my own mother was a r