Knox
Alpha Axel sat across the table with a stony look on his face. He was older than me, in his forties, with salt-and-pepper hair and gray eyes. I’d met him once before and could have sworn he had blue eyes. Maybe all the murders he committed had leached the color from them. His expression was completely impassive as he stared at me.
“So you’re going to sit here and not tell me who you’re here for, and you expect me to just let your wolves wander our grounds? I don’t think so.”
All nine of his wolves were standing behind him against the wall. A ten-wolf pack with no territory that just wandered from place to place, searching for rogue betas to murder. Axel was such a strong alpha that he could control three other alphas. He had the most alphas of any other pack except the king’s, and
