Chapter 27. The Alpha's Assault

I kept reading until I came across the name Harvey Bloodclaw. The name resonated in my mind like a dissonant note in a symphony of secrets and mysteries that surrounded the wolf packs. “So, he was the son of the former Alpha Walker,” I murmured to myself, running my hand over my tired eyes. “He didn't seem like a good father to me.”

As I delved into the depths of the wolf packs' history, I could see how small conflicts had arisen among them, fueled by ego and the desire for power. The Blood Moon pack, in particular, believed that the main pack held an advantageous power granted by the Moon Goddess, using it as justification to take advantage of the other packs.

It didn't take long for the Crescent Moon pack to start having the same doubts, convinced that power was not being equally shared. Small conflicts erupted, starting with subtle attacks and refusals to cooperate and finally escalating to direct confrontations.

“Wolves are not so different from humans,” I murmu