Chapter 9

ALPHA'S JACK POV

It was a brutal battle – It was one hell of a tough battle. It was the first time in a very long time that I had witnessed anything like it. The whole action thrilled me, but witnessing several members of my pack die did not.

The enemy were approaching my mansion like swarms of bees, increasing in number instead of decreasing. They were powerful and furious; the fury within them made them stronger and more determined to conquer.

I was trying to finish off a Beta Werewolf when all of a sudden an Alpha jumped over the fence and pounced on me, digging into my shoulders with his sharp claws and I winced in pain. "Impressive for a guy like him." I thought to myself and ripped the Beta's throat so that I could face this guy who thinks he can beat him – he has no idea that he just messed with the wrong guy.

He let go of me and looked into my eyes with a smile on his face. The asshole was smiling!! Can you imagine this guy? How can he smile when he's about to die??

I hated ho