Sven is the bastard son of the origin.
He is still a direct blood to the origin, and yet the other werewolves treated him differently.
Like he was an outcast.
None of the Silverstars knew the exact reason for that, but there was one thing they could be sure of: Sven hated the origin and perhaps even disliked the other werewolves because of it. That much is clear—as his hatred radiated outward for all to see.
But at the same time, he's still a werewolf.
He doesn't like to see those who are the same species as him being slaughtered wholesale.
If he wanted that, then he wouldn't have isolated himself from the others and live outside of the Scarlet Banes Kingdom's territory. If he wanted that, he could've easily ransacked the entire kingdom and made them all fear him.
But he never did.
ROAR—!
Sven streaked through the sky with blinding speed.
He might have a massive stature, but that doesn't mean he was slow.
