Axel, Elvira, Seth, August and Lillibell. Those were their names and their faces were known to every single werewolf in the pack. Their need to rule and their greed was what ruined Ren's father and what tortured him up to this day. The Alpha though had decided that was going to change, a sudden wave of courage hitting at the shores of his heart the moment he found the chance to be united with his mate, his one and only.
Ren used to think that life had no meaning, or at least that he couldn't see it, no matter how hard he searched he found himself shackled under a title that was nothing more than strings of his own puppet. Astor changed all that without even trying. He allowed him to breathe again, he showed him that there was more in life than just an ill fate. The werewolf simply existed, he simply looked at him and everything in the world seemed to be a little less cruel, a little less cold.
