The door to the Alpha's office groaned open as Uther stepped inside without knocking, a gesture that was as intentional as the smug smile on his lips.
Behind him trailed a few men—older wolves, once loyal to Xaden's late father, now pulled into Uther's orbit with whispered promises and the convenient lie of succession.
He had been waiting for this for a very long time.
Time was running out.
Xaden was gone, Jasmine was gone, and that stupid Erik he never liked was gone too.
It was the perfect time for him to take over.
Anna was still around but she was a woman and simply a puppet in the grand scheme of things.
The members of the pack were beginning to get worried.
Whispers around on what was the future of the pack now that their leader was gone.
He had gotten support from her and rallied from the men he had already spun words of doubt and confusion in their heads.
He was here to take over and there was no one that was going to stop him
