Chapter 4

His POV

The white noise of the forest suddenly made me aware of my surroundings. My Alpha ears stood at attention, a slight twitch in my nose. I flicked my tongue out to wet the tip when my eyes fell on the butterfly.

A carefree giggle escaped my lips. At the age of five, I was fascinated with everything colourful, just like other pups. My paws smacked onto the ground as they tried to catch a butterfly fluttering around me. I wanted to grab it and hand it over to my father. That might cheer him up and make him laugh like me.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed someone approaching me slowly. It was a giant wolf. My eyes shifted around, searching for ways to escape. Alphas don't run away from a fight, my father said, but long wolves scare me easily. They could easily tear me apart.

The wolf surprisingly shifted into his human form. The stranger settled in front of me, sitting cross-legged on the forest floor full of dried leaves. His mouth turned