Chapter 31

*Alyssa*

I stood before Azrael, my anger burning deep within me like a raging inferno. The room was filled with tense silence, the air heavy with the weight of our conflicting desires. I had to convince him that his plans would only bring destruction to our werewolf clan and that his selfish nature would be his downfall. But my hatred for him threatened to consume me whole and his stubbornness wasn't helping the situation either.

"Azrael," I spat, my voice laced with venom. "You cannot go through with this. Your lust for power will destroy everything we hold dear. The werewolf clan deserves a leader who genuinely cares for their well-being, not someone who seeks to rule with an iron fist. And why do you want to rule now? Because you think it's some kind of birthright or what?!" During my time with Azrael, he had told me all about his childhood with Rurac and I was awed when he showed me the memories in a dream. I initially thought there could still be some good in him, but after seeing