CHOSEN BY THE CURSED ALPHA KING
I am the most ruthless Alpha King to ever walk these lands.
And yet, again and again, they test me.
I leaned forward slightly, my eyes narrowing as one of my warriors drove a rogue to the ground, his teeth snapping for the jugular. The rogue thrashed, snarling, his claws raking furrows into the warrior’s shoulder, but it was pointless. The fight was already decided. Blood sprayed across the dirt as the warrior’s jaws closed, ripping, tearing, silencing.
The beast inside me stirred.