Chapter 8

• Alpha Arthur’s POV
• I hated her. Everything about her disgusted me. It had been pure loathing the first day I saw her being dragged into my pack mansion. A small, dirty human, her people did a lot to us. Almost wiped out a lot of our people fourteen years ago. Their attack had injured the previous Alpha, my father. A spinal injury he suffered from until he died. Ever since I swore vengeance. My pack is not happy with me, but there’s nothing any one of them could do about it; I remained the Alpha. And though I couldn’t tell why I let the disgusting girl be thrown in a cell instead of being beheaded immediately or worked to death, my wolf later told me it was for a purpose. I hate my wolf most of the time; he always stops me from doing things that I initially intended to do.
• "I still maintain that it’s for a purpose, Arthur."