#Chapter 32 As for Owen, I will kill him
Arthur sneered, his gaze fixed on the alpha who had spoken. The man didn’t even have the backbone to look at him directly after he’d said it.
“I suppose you’re talking about me, right?” Arthur curled his lips in disgust. “I’m not a cowardly weakling like you who won’t even offer aid to the people who make sure his pack sleeps well at night, but I’m not a god either.”
The man flinched.
“And I don’t care about anything but that bastard, Owen.” Arthur thought back to him. “I have a score to settle with him. What happens the rest of it is up to you all to figure out.”
Silence fell over the room before Rex cleared his throat.
“If not for Arthur, I'm afraid we would have more casualties after yesterday's attack. Arthur is powerful on his own, but Owen commands the rogues. Under his horrible leadership, it’s a problem that’s beyond just one person, even if they are of the royal family.”
