MICHAEL
The training with my dad wasn’t what I’d expected. I thought it would be like what Lawrence made us do at Stary, but it was vastly different. There, the only thing we did was constant conditioning as we were screamed at by an overzealous Alpha or Beta. It was an over-glorified gym class. Instead, I was learning about our heritage, what it means to be an Alpha, and how to use various weapons.
“The pack has to respect and trust you if you’re going to lead them,” my dad told me.
“I don’t even know what that would look like,” I replied honestly. The only thing I had ever known was a pack controlled by fear and anxiety. Wolves wouldn’t even live in the packhouse, let alone voluntarily be around Lawrence; I know I didn’t want to be. “Not long before we left, Lawrence told me the bes
