Walking out the door the cold air hitting me calming my nerves, and standing just outside his house "Alpha" Brandon waited for me. Most of our pack now gathered around waiting in a semi circle around him forming almost a ring. My anger had dissipated and I no longer had the need to fight him. But I knew if I didn't fight him and claim my birth right he would forever win.
He deserves to be put down. My wolf stated
'Maybe he had his reasons.'
No! He growled, He killed your grandfather and I out of shear hatred and fear. He deservers to be put down.
