THIRD PERSON POV

Alpha Lyon stood in the shadows, observing with keen eyes as lone wolves, wolves who had been casualties of war, defunct rogue packs, trooped into the hall seeking allegiance. They came in one after the other. Families, huddled together with their heads bowed as they laid their requests before his beta, whom they thought was the Alpha.

He preferred the mystery, observing from the shadows and calling the shots while he walked around the pack at night. He knew the new pack ...