Brian’s P.O.V.

When we finally arrived at my parent’s mansion, we were already late for half an hour. I know it is impolite to keep the royal, especially the Alpha—my father—waiting. He had always warned me to set a good example for my pack if I wanted to become the next Alpha. Yes, even though I was his son, I was not certainly doomed to be his successor. I had to compete with Lief, you know. So my father had been strict with me. After all, my father treated me in a way as if he was treating the Alpha who would take over the pack.

As soon as we...