Bab 31: Volume 1 Epilogue

A few days ago, somewhere in the Crimson Forest.

Alpha was hungry. Thirty moons ago, he had left the Huge Pack led by the infamous, brainless, tyrannic, power hungry half direwolf.

His claw-wound the bastard had given him as a parting gift on his flank still seared, even though it became a scar moons ago.

He hadn't been able to put up with that vicious half-direwolf temperament, running around the Crimson Forest killing anything and everything, when they could have been resting and mating half the time!

Anyone who dared defy the bastard's orders had been killed or gravely wounded and left for dead. Too bad for the idiot, Alpha was a smart wolf and had faked his death—and almost really died in the process but freedom was worth the price!

Now he was creating his own pack, looking to avenge his humiliation. Once he'd have the numbers and necessary strength, the half-direwolf would be a thing of the past. And his pack was growing fast!