A week ago, several Alphas arrived at the Silver Moon pack, and some of them tried to create trouble from the moment they set foot on the territory.
"King Jaron, it isn't fair that the princess is still not here when she's our reason for being here." Alpha Curt's voice dripped with annoyance, his patience already worn thin.
Seraphine had bankrupted him because of Corvine, had stripped him of everything he'd built. This contest was his only chance for a comeback, his only path to reclaiming what he had lost. He had to marry Athaliah by all means.
"Yes, he should be punished." Alpha Brad added his voice, his expression darkening with shared grievance. "Who knows if he even slept with her already?"
Alpha Killian smiled, a cold, predatory expression that didn't reach his eyes. Corvine had broken his bones, had shattered him completely, and it was only after he was brought to the pack land that his wolf healed him entirely.
