Richard

Ten years ago, everything changed. That was when I embraced the darkness, when the world gave me one name—“ruthless”—and I made it my creed.

I was born into the Alpha bloodline; my Father was the ruling Alpha, but age and illness had hollowed him out, and his death loomed like a shadow over the pack.

Lying on his sick bed, it was only going to be a matter of days before the Alpha ceremony was held.

There, the new Alpha would be crowned and Father would give his blessings to his ...