Alpha Alvarez's POV
"My son!" whispers my father, the great Alpha Tristan of the Blue Blood pack.
For the first time I have seen him so emotional, my father has always been strict, ruling the pack with an iron hand. Although towards his sons, he always made time to educate them and do fun things with them. All in all, I have fond memories of the man I always looked up to.
Until he announced he would hand over the pack to my big brother, Hedrick. Everyone knows that my brother has no leadership qualities and prefers to immerse himself in art. He is a great painter, some of his work even decorates the King's palace in Canada.
My brother lives with his head in the clouds, always absent-mindedly thinking up new abstractions. He is a good man, which is why I decided to challenge my
