Tyron.
I couldn't help but cuss out of breath as I made my way down the stairs to meet with Alpha Alexander.
I could not tell which one hurt me more, my aching balls, or the fact that I was practically trying my best to adjust my c**k, which was still f*****g hard.
Alpha Alexander is the alpha of the Nightwind pack, the second-biggest pack right after mine.
Despite his wealth and military strength, rumors have it that he silently eyes my position and would do whatever he could to see me out of it.
And I have heard that he has been going around forming allies with some of my pack elders and bribing them to vote me out of my position.
But the sky would rain blood before that would ever happen.
My father fought to make this pack what it is, and I am not going to allow some imbecile to
