TYRONE
Never in my life had I challenged my brother so boldly. When we were growing up, I knew that whenever he spoke, I should stay quiet and listen. If he gave me a command, I would obey without question. I was fine with that. He was chosen by our father, the former leader, to be Alpha; I wasn’t. Tristan was prepared to bear the title, and he exercised his function flawlessly until the day he decided to leave.
Despite his unfounded claim made in the heat of the moment, I had never been jealous of him. Although we were identical twins, there were many differences between us. He was strong, dauntless, and stern, whereas I was too soft. Leading came naturally to him, but for me, it was a challenge from the moment I was forced to step in. I wasn’t meant to rule, and to be honest, I didn’t
