Phil's POV
Keith left while I remained in my office, finding every possible information about Alpha Andrew and his pack. Although Keith had left a little bit of information about the man, I wasn't satisfied with having the wins and numerous good works of the Alpha—or the fact that he built his pack on an island.
Every man has a secret in his closet, every man has a bad side. And just maybe I'd need that, just in case politely asking for his help was not the way out.
I scrolled through my computer, and indeed Alpha Andrew was a renowned werewolf. He was global, in some parts of the region, known for his good works, charity, and a healthy relationship with other Alphas—except me. Our encounter at the dinner party hosted for my future heir was not something I'd call a healthy relationship.
