Chapter 95 – The Alpha’s Choice

The Dark Moon Pack had never been this quiet.

Even the night creatures seemed to sense the tension hanging over the territory. No owls hooted. No wolves howled. The wind moved slowly through the trees, brushing against the tall pines like it was afraid to make noise.

Randy stood at the edge of the cliff that overlooked the pack lands, his hands clenched behind his back. From here, he could see the faint glow of lights from the main estate, the training ...