THIRD PERSON'S POV

The members of the Crescent Moon pack were done. They were done with being used by a bigger pack in exchange for security. Not that they were enjoying the benefit of this security.

Alpha Harold was even more fed up. On top of his tiredness at the situation, he also felt incredible guilt. He was the reason his people were being debased this way. If only he had given it a second thought, then he wouldn't be in this position.

At fifty-seven years of age, he had been ruling the pack for over three decades. His pack was a small one, and he had never felt the...