Drake.

I stared at Alpha Philip, wondering what he was doing in the Lycan pack territory. I have never liked him, and that is precisely why the Ghost Pack and the Crimson Pack never work together.

"Alpha Drake, it is wonderful to see you here. It has been a long time since I visited the Crimson Pack after the old Alpha, your father, passed away. How is the pack doing?"

I looked at him angrily, noticing that Derek was also upset. First of all, he spoiled my lovely moment, and then he had the audacity to speak to me. I kept silent, not saying a word as I watched him...