Triplet Alphas Gifted Luna
His strawberry blonde hair framed his face, his green eyes looking at Abe for approval.
“If I want to ally this pack with New Dawn, then that’s what I’ll do,” I responded, my voice icy. “You don’t lead this pack. I do.”
“Maybe it’s time for that to change,” Adam, the last of the leaders, said. He had shaggy beige blonde hair and a scar across his left cheek that went from his ear to his mouth.
“Because you’ve been so successful at winning challenges in the past?” I asked sarcastically. “You have literally never won a challenge to my rule. How many times have I beaten you in single combat?”