RAGAL POV (Alpha Lycan King)

I donned the fresh suit and pants brought by my Beta. He stood outside the chambers, patiently waiting for me. What Morgan did today was the core definition of obedience—the exact kind of loyalty I seek. Those elders will soon learn why power should be honored.

All of them knew the chambers were out of bounds for anyone; not even the pack’s personal maid entered here. They had tested my patience long enough—it was time I gave them a taste of my own ...