Shaw has a vicious smile on his face as he throws another punch, there is something so incredibly satisfying about raining hits down on that face. Rhys has coasted through, all the talent, the heir of the fated pair, the face, the body, everything was good for him. Shaw has been struggling to keep up with his brothers his entire life. His mother is the weakest of the mistresses and somehow that transferred all to him, not seeming to borrow much of his fathers strength, sometimes barely stronger than the average alpha.
For a prince, for someone of his blood to constantly feel inferior, no matter how hard he strived, he could never close that distance. Jealousy hurting him but unable to do anything about it except pretend everything was fine.
Sometimes, when measuring up to the rest, he's
