Chapter 29

Alpha Lokris’s POV

I had always hated Arthur. He loathed his pride and arrogance, even his bloodline. I loathed the fact that he owned all those vast lands, rich minerals, and valuable resources.

How could one man have many things all at once? Why did it have to be him? Why not me? He didn’t deserve all these; I did. I should be the one controlling such enormous wealth.

Yes, I know I was wealthy. I was wealthy enough to care for my pack comfortably, but I didn’t want "comfortable wealth." I needed those fertile lands, those rich minerals, and those valuable resources. I even needed his pack.

In the whole two regions, he was the biggest and strongest Alpha. That was unacceptable to me! I was an Alpha too. I shouldn’t be losing battles with him. My men didn’t have to be scared to engage his men in a feral battle.

We were all werewolves, so what was special about him and his pack? It wasn’t enough that he possessed all of these things; the