Camelia's POV
After hearing the guard's statement, we went to the area where the noise was coming from.
There, we saw Alpha Varlos, smiling at the pack members with a sword in his hand. My father, Mr Stewart, was strapped to a pole.
He looked rather scrawny; I'm sure he must have been made to starve. His body was covered in severe cuts and scars, and he was bleeding profusely.
"Carlos! You have to do something." I said as I glanced at Carlos who was standing beside me, his face visible with anger as he stared at his father who was unaware of his presence.
"Since my son has chosen a lady over his kingdom, I shall be left with no choice but to kill the father of his one love." Alpha Varlos emphasized as he sharpened the sword which glistered under the sun.
Carlos advanced to the dir
