PHOENIX'S POV
I glanced at the scene where the rogue had rushed out. Screams, shouts and begging for help could be heard by the people, who became paranoid and fell into chaos as they tried to run away for fear of being murdered.
Honestly, I don't care about the life and death of others. I just saved and built a pack all for the sake of the advice of my father.
I was born with indifference and, naturally, my parents were the first people who were perceived as indifferent.
I was reckless, merciless, arrogant, and a tyrant. I never cared about the lives of others. The more I saw blood, the more I was satisfied.
Protecting the pack and saving people weren't on my line. Whether they live or die, does it even matter to me?
However, when I became the Alpha King, the moment my father had pa
