LUGARD'S POV
My hatred for Ryker keeps aggravating me each time I rise from my bed in the morning. Memories of how my brother died filled my head, and I have made it an everyday oath to bring Ryker to his downfall.
The only way I could achieve this was to win his trust; which I had already done. My years away as a scholar weren't a waste because they gave me vast knowledge of nature and our existence as werewolves which made me rank higher above Ryker in all ways.
For this reason, I was supposed to be the rightful Alpha of Nightwoods.
Back when Ryker's Father died, the throne was passed to my Father as a keeper until Ryker grew up. But dad was too meek to take the throne so he made Ryker an Alpha before he was of age.
I had loathed Father so much for that act, If only he had taken t
