Jayden's POV

I stand in the kitchen for a while thinking about what has just happened. I had challenged my pack to a fight.

The rule was simple. When you're an alpha in a royal position, you either pick a Luna befitting enough for the pack or you give up your chance to rule. If you didn't want either, then you had to fight the pack, which was a death wish.

Most people picked the option of going for another mate, I'm probably the first who has chosen to fight my pack. My pack was one of the most powerful werewolf kind, and even if the whole Foxtown werewolves were...