King Alpha's pov

I'm not called the king Alpha for anything, No one dares to cross my part and go alive. I'm more than any stupid wolves. I'm the king, the king of all kings.

I blared my teeth at them. The smell of blood-covered my whole body. Fifty-something of wolves is lying down in pain. While some are dead. No one dares to cross my part. This must be a setup. I'm sure we have a spy in the pack.

No one knew about the plan but how come the rogues find out about it. Uncle stood beside me with a deep cut on his cheeks. He was angry....