Brakk’s POVThe fire cracked and spat in front of us as we huddled around it. I looked at my men, with their faces half lit and half swallowed in darkness, stealing cautious glances at me as if they were waiting for another story…another reminder that I, Brakk of the Strays, would soon rise far above every arrogant Alpha or lord who had ever dared to spit in my direction.I leaned back on the log and spread my arms lazily behind me, letting the flames warm my chest. “You should’ve seen his face,” I drawled, grinning as the memory rushed back…Garran’s fury, his helpless rage. “The mighty Garran, forced to tremble in uncertainty because of one man. Me.”The idiots laughed. They always laughed when I told them to, loyal in the only way dogs knew how…through fear.I lifted my chin proudly. “And this time, there will be no escaping from my wrath when I come for them. Every humiliation he put me through, every order barked at me, every punishment…” My grin widened into a snarl. “I’ll carve
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