AUTHOR’S POV

Alpha Astride was training with some warriors at the training field on the east side border of the pack, which was a distance away from the witches' quarters within the pack. He stomped his feet into the ground, gesturing the warriors to charge at him, and one after the other, they lunged at Astride.

His eyes gleamed brightly, indicating his wolf, Ashley, was sharing partial control with him. In a flash, one by one, Astride pounded on them and thrashed them against the dusty earth.

Grey his Gemma was behind him. His claws were extended, almost on Astride, but he caught him just in time, pinning him to...