Third-person POV
_FLASHBACK_
“You have just one mission there,” Kieran Logan said to his son, his eyes blazing with fury.
“Yes father,” sixteen years old Tristan Logan responded, his eyes fixed on his father, Kieran Logan, the Alpha of the Midnight Mirage pack.
“You have to kill him. I want him to die in your hand,” his voice laced with disgust. You would possibly tell from his tone that he had so much hatred towards whoever he had told his son to kill.
“Father, I promise to do as you have told me. I am stronger than their Alpha, Damian Ironclaw. We will surely take that title from them.” Tristan smiled and said boastfully as his head bowed in submission to his father.
A smile appeared on Kieran’s lips. “I trust you my son,” a wicked smirk appeared at the corner of his lips.
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