Richard, an alpha wolf of his pack, a very successful and wealthy business man.
He is not popular for being and alpha wolf though, his reputation speaks that of a very handsome wealthy man every shewolf wants to mate.
He does flaunt his reputation with much pride and ego, at his beck and call he feels he can get his way into any lady he likes, and it does work in his ways.
On him also, are very envious and jealous men who are very jealous of his status and want to take out they anger on him.
It all ends in the heads of those, the jealous ones as no one dares duel in a battle with the strongest alpha in this tribe.
A gang up against him is also unthinkable, imagine a battle with the bloodthirsty pack of alphas controlled by Richard who is most dreaded.
It can't be easily erased from the memories of the Azergan tribe, the day Richard fought and defeated Gregory.
Gregory was an alpha male with his own fierce pack of seven.
After the defeat and death of Gregory, lost in the woods to find their own path became the fate of the remaining alphas in Gregory's.
Some feared Richard a lot from that day, to some, he was to be worshipped as the bravest and strongest as he was hailed and praised.
To some, were all emotions but anger, frustration and an undying will for revenge, these lots, were Valerie folks as they thought day and night for the slightest opportunity they could get to slit Richard's throat with a silver sword plated with wolfsbane.
Gregory was a good man, though fierce and devilishly looking, he was kindhearted whose kind gestures extended through the ends of orogun kingdom.
Thinking of all these, brought out unfaltering desire to kill Richard while he drives Valerie to his house.
"Be mine, together we can build up and be power couple only desired and dreamt of by ordinary pepole. I can give you anything you so desire, just walk with me down the aisle."
He spoke with so much confidence in his slightly baritone voice.
Valerie really wanted him to feel her irritation towards him, he just couldn't stop going on about getting married to her.
She kept mute throughout the drive to his house.
This can be the most perfect time to the execute the most reserved and planned assassination, what couldn't compliment this golden moment is a wolfsbane silver sword.
Her body is the most appealing to him at the moment, men like Richard are not the love driven. They just want every girl caught in their attention, submissively responding to their s****l dominance.
Having s*x with Richard isn't any of Valerie's problems, the best of chances if having to it carries along with it all necessary lines of actions that is needed to take out Richard forever.
Valerie got lost in thoughts, she did not realize that they just arrived his house.
"Welcome to my humble abode."
Richard kept smiling as he held Valerie by his hands into his expensively built mansion looking more like a castle.
In front the house, they were welcomed and brought in by two fully built men who stood as guards by the door.
"Richard, your mating bonfire did go well. Is she your mate?"
Mr. Barrow, Richard's dad, met them first as they entered the house.
He seems happy, that his son finally, brought home a mate.
Valerie couldn't help but put up a fake welcoming smile on approaching his dad.
"Yeah dad, this is Valerie, my destined mate."
"Can you join us for dinner tonight?" Mr. Barrow asked
Valerie helplessness and frustration kept growing as things were never going her way.
All things were just going wrong in one night, if wishes were that simple she could have asked for a sword.
This night looks to be a very long undeserving night, if only things could just go her way, just for once, she could give anything at that moment to have her wishes granted.
"Mom, meet Valerie. Valerie meet my mom."
Richard just introduced Valerie to his mom. She looked so lively as she smiled with her beautiful dimples.
"Oh, Valerie, it is good to have you here with us"
Atleast seeing his mom, Valerie gave a little smile, this time not forced.
After eating, he decided that they take a tour at his mansion.
She know how tours like this ends, on the bed of the tour guide.
"My great-grandfather was an alpha like me, he controlled fifteen really strong warriors."
He said to Valerie while he walked her through his family's gallery.
Those pictures on wall at the gallery imprints the faces of really strong alpha wolves, which Valerie have heard of some.
Although, Valerie have always known he is a part been part of the family of the strongest and bravest werewolf in the kingdom.
Most of his ancestors were known for clandestine hunting of humans, most of which they turned into beta wolf.
Most of these beta wolves were human females who initially were there s****l prey. This part of the story was seen as false narrative to put the Barrow's reputation in a bad light.
"A wolfsbane sword!"
Valerie exclaimed as her eyes caught a shiny long and sharp metal hanging on the wall. As a werewolf there is no difficulty in telling the difference of an ordinary sword from one that can end a wolf's very existence.
The wolfsbane sword can be felt by any werewolf from quite a distance away from it, this feeling is nerve-racking any werewolf wouldn't dare come close to it.
"This sword was used by barrow Clementine, one of my ancestors, in slaying the most dreaded and dangerous alpha wolf that once terrorized this hamlet"
He said confidently while moving closer to the sword.
He drew the sword from its sheath as he looked at it in awe.
"Do you know, the ancient blacksmith of that time were the best the world has ever had. And this sword was crafted by the finest of them, it is said to be the most powerful wolfsbane sword."
"Just one strike is enough to end the very existence of the most powerful alpha in world."
As he describe the sword, one can definitely tell the uneasiness of Valerie as she stood looking in fear, her thoughts and fears of getting stabbed could tell on her face.
"Don't worry Valerie, I don't plan on using it, not anytime soon"
He said as he kept it back.
Valerie also wondered how he could be so close and comfortable while holding the sword, alphas are more irritated by that sword.
"Don't worry about me holding such sword, I'm already used to that feeling. I just keep telling myself I'm not going to be killed by that sword."