Alpha Ralph.
A letter came in this morning, a war is knocking on the door and the person that had declared the war was no one other than Alpha Clarke. He had said that if I wanted to save my mate or rather my breeder and my son, then I should fight him like the man that I claim to be.
For him to be tis confident and bold, then it means that he had been preparing and waiting for the perfect time to attack me and he picked this time as his moment. An image of Myra being tired up, consciously and she looked all ragged was attached to the letter.
My heart has been failing me ever since I had seen it; I can’t bear to see the one that I love in that condition and Beta Floyd had left since, to find out more information about what is going on. I should have been wise, even when I had tried to
