ALPHA'S REGRET, QUEEN'S REVENGE
Seven rogues burst through from the shadows, their snarls shattering the stillness and making the atmosphere filled with noise.
Dirty fur, scarred skin, desperation reeking off them. Rogues, Wolves who’d turned feral from hunger and hate. At their front, a scarred brute with teeth too yellow to be called human or wolf.
“Alpha King,” he spat, his voice carrying venom. “This is the end of you and your kingdom.”
I almost laughed. A smile tugged at my lips instead, dark and sharp. “Just seven of you guys consider yourselves strong enough to end I and my kingdom?” I tilted my head, mockery dripping from my tone. “I am highly offended.”