thirty seven

As I lay on my bed, I couldn't help but feel the weight of my responsibilities as the Alpha of the Antarti pack. Being the leader of a pack comes with its own challenges and struggles, and I had been through quite a few in my time.

One of the most pressing matters on my mind was my relationship with Davina and not mating which has started having a toll on me. She was a strong and powerful wolf, but we had never really seen eye to eye. Our constant fights and disagreements had taken a toll on both of us, and I couldn't help but wonder if we were meant to be mates.

But my thoughts soon shifted to the battle that had left me injured. It had been a fierce and brutal fight, and I had barely made it out alive. It was only thanks to the alpha blood that runs through my vein I had been able to survive.

The strength in me passed down through generations of Alphas in my pack, and it was said to hold powerful magic that could protect its bearer in times of need. And