Chapter 196

Third Person's POV

Now that Valerius's claws had grown sharper, any misstep would only recoil upon them.

Leander's eyes were keen and unyielding. One Valerius Mercer, sharp and lethal, outweighed the efforts of generations of elders.

These ancient wolves now had to weigh the whims of a young Alpha.

"Valerius," Miles's tone was deceptively warm, a wolf-smile flickering across his face, "Uncle Miles