Chapter 15. Fight (1)

Sinbad’s POV

My dad led the way down the feral holding. I followed behind the heirs. Logan had dark circles around his eyes. I didn't want to ask why. He would probably say he didn't sleep well, and I knew the fault would lie in our pack. As for Garsam, he looked okay. With a baggy hoodie, dark jeans, and black sneakers, he really didn't look like I thought a royal would. He seemed quite casual.

The pathway to the feral holding was hurriedly cleaned up last night. We usually didn't care for how it looked, but now that a royal was here, we can't afford to be seen as inhospitable. The stairway looked more comely. I glanced at my dad. He looked tired. A low-level wolf would be in danger cleaning up this place, so as Alpha, he must have supervised the whole thing and made sure no ferals attacked. I don't know why he didn't ask for my help. Although I didn't have the ultimate Alpha power, as heir, I still had a bit of it, and that put m