Jeff POV
The second I stepped foot in this faction, everyone cowered, looking pitiful. I heard that Gray had abandoned this faction a few years ago, but I didn’t know why. Maybe it was because he had turned the wolves within it, into a bunch of weak, snivelling cowards.
“Alpha, you requested to see me?” A young blonde man entered my tent.
I recognised him to be one of the few wolves in the pack that seemed to have a back bone.
“Yes boy, Sit…” I pointed towards a rickety wooden chair that sat in front of an old wooden table. “You are Aran, are you not?”
The man looked at me with a glint in his hazel coloured eyes.
“I am alpha. Would this have anything to do with who my mate is?”
I smiled, he obviously isn’t as dumb as he looks, but then I noticed his face fall.
"Sorry alpha, I meant
