“Is it done?”

They stood in the library. Walls covered in shelves with all the books of generations gathered in one place. Two floors with a grand staircase led you up closer to the painted ceiling. Jax grabbed hold of the step on the ladder on which he swung around, playing as a child.

“Not exactly,” Jax said through clenched teeth. He turned around and faced their judgmental gazes.

“If you want to take over the title, to rule this pack and become Alpha, then you ...