Alpha Matteo's POV

"Radical son of the soil," Lycan Memnon called, stepping out of his castle, draped in his white robe with crystal stones laying cutely on the chest, golden girdle at his waist, some other stones at the back and loops of feathers, dangling down right at the tips.

On his ears were long earrings which dangled slightly after his footsteps giving off a faint jingling sound. While the golden chains around his neck glittered, radiating under the bright sun.

Lycan Memnon was the supreme leader, governing all the Alpha packs in our region. Up to twenty-one of them, or maybe even more and yet no one dares question...