Alpha Dark Different

for his friend an

n several years, and we are constantly combin

rs, some scars refuse to fade. When your fingertips touch them, they

eminding him of a past that had left indelible scars on his soul-the pain of losing someone dear

s taken in cold blood. And if I forget, how can I erase the smell of her blood linger

r laughter that lit up the world around her, and the way she made his heart race with love and

delicate features. His heart cried out in agony

y m

lt his friend's pain, but he knew Adrian had to move past the pas

own wolf would have died with her. But he survived... Perhaps because fate had not meant for this to

ke as he walked beside Adrian,

. The Alpha was

y, as if it didn't concer

to him t

loud commotion inside-voices echoing from every corner. They made their way to the Alph

is late thirties, with brown hair, silver eyes, and olive skin. His posture was a mixture of

spoke in a clipped, firm tone, addressing Adrian, who ha

wait for the war

y, as if the words m

deal,

pen before he slammed it onto the desk. He rose to his feet, hittin

a trap, what wou

ouldn't hide the underl

ze indifferently

thi

an's eyes blazed with fury at his brother's defiance. He di

trapped between them, scrambling for a way to ease the tension

idence that the Rogues entered the borde

ger just a quarrel between an Alpha and his reckless brother-now, a darker possibil

t Adrian an exasperated look be

to find out who sent them... But t

calm practicality, ack

ose a real threat to a pack member. Their exhaustion was evident. It

own beard as he considered Adrian's words. He humm

d no other purpose for being here

ad-shouldered man in his late sixties strode in. Despite his age, he carried himself

former Al

o instinctively tensed. His father's piercing gaze always carried

ng his son unharmed. But when he finally spoke, his voice was laced wit

you didn't lose

innocent smile, which only fu

led with exasperation an

harmless lamb! When will you stop your reckless

sted from Adrian's actions-terrified of losing another chi

ened, hoping to de-es

e didn't need them. He handled everything on his own. By t

at Adrian for

ke, his tone carryi

s, you know I'm the strongest in the pack. A

ced with feigned arrogance. But Lon

epped forward and stru

d unmoving, as if it had been no

rmly and spoke in a stern

e. Stand up

didn't

ith firm, deliberate steps, and