Chapter 71

A sun-drenched area beneath the forest's wide canopy served as a playground for the two young male Alpha Werewolves. Raff and Rolf rushed through the soft grass, their enthusiasm limitless and contagious, born of different mothers but destined to be leaders in their own right. Under the sunlight, their fur glistened with a vivid blend of gold and silver, mirroring the strength and grandeur that raced through their blood.

Raff pounced on a fallen limb with a wicked glitter in his amber eyes, his playful snarl a challenge to his brother. Rolf ma