Two Alpha's, both strong and both poisoned by something that turned them even fiercer. They both held the same power, the same gift, and the same strength. There was no difference. None that I could see any way.

Roars filled my ears. Wind knocked at my face, pushing my hair behind, and forcing dust into my eyes. I squinted and went closer into the field where Leander fought with Grayson, the Alpha of the Goldridge Pack.

Screams and howls tore through the air.

I grew disturbed.

The rest followed me outside, back into the garden where they had just been playing with Grayson's pack mates. None of his pack mates...