ALPHA GOD
The messenger handed Gareth a sealed envelope, his voice low as he spoke.
“This is the last offer. The Alpha wants confirmation of your support.”
Gareth’s lips twisted into a smirk as he took the envelope. “Tell him he has nothing to worry about. The pack will be mine soon enough, and I’ll honor our agreement.”
The messenger nodded, then disappeared into the shadows, leaving Gareth alone with his prize. Sylvester’s hand tightened around Rayka’s, signaling that it was time.
They emerged from their hiding place, stepping into the clearing where Gareth stood. His eyes widened with surprise, but he quickly masked it with a sneer.