Torrain's POV:
I had spent the morning going to the first echelon of the Pack. The air was freshest here and I loved the smell of nature. I had always told myself that if I wasn't the Alpha of this pack then I would be a farmer. My dream was also shared by my half-brother Zorran.
Even though we were half brothers we had no resentment toward others. We grew up as friends and we had no rivalry as far as the throne was concerned. Maybe it was because neither of us wanted to rule but our responsibilities and place in society demanded so.
While I was crowned as the Alpha of the pack. Zorran became the head in charge of the security of the pack. He had used that opportunity to station himself at the borders which was close to the first echelon and was secretly doing farm work.
Fate has a way of bringing people together again, even when circumstances seem impossible. Sometimes, it's necessary to let go of the past and embrace the present to unlock the secrets of destiny.