Alpha Erickson paced restlessly in the arena, reflecting on years earlier when he was subjected to brutal training under his father’s harsh gaze.
"You're so weak!" his father yelled, the brute force of his son's trainer finishing up with him.
"Sir, I think the boys are improving well, especially Erickson," Lee, his trainer, defended him. Lee often treated Erickson like a son, bravely standing up against his father's fierce punishments.
"Get out, Lee. My son and I need to talk," the Alpha ordered in his commanding voice. Lee cast Erickson a sympathetic look before leaving him alone with the monster. Just as he managed to get up, his father kicked him hard, blurring his vision. The Alpha was impatient; he did not appreciate Erickson staying down. Despite the pain, he forced himsel
