Chapter 192

Griffin's POV 

The blood in my veins felt like molten fire, pulsing with every beat of my heart. Rolan’s words echoed in my head, gnawing at me with a relentless bite.

That smug grin, that damned arrogance of his, it was enough to drive anyone mad. Yes, I had made the first kill, but Rolan had bested me again. 

By the time the hunt was over, he'd taken down six deers, while I was left with only one. The first kill of the night, but what did that matter? In the end, it was Rolan who walked away with the respect of the pack, not me.

The drive back to the house was long, my thoughts clouded by a haze of anger. I kept replaying the hunt over and over in my mind, each time feeling my hands tighten into fists at my sides. 

I should have been Alpha by now. Everyone knew it. But Rolan kept blocking my way, standing in the spotlight as if he were the only one capable of leading. I was sick of it. 

When I got home, I was