Chapter 8
Donald’s POV.
It was a cold morning, and the rest of the members of the Night Haven pack were still in training. I was the Alpha Right-hand man and coordinator of such exercises but was summoned by the Alpha himself so I had to go see him at the Royal court.
I walked alongside my second in command in the Night Haven werewolf army; Savior, who was an enthusiastic fellow and indeed suited for the job.
“What do you think about the pack so far, like the army?” I asked with my hands dipped into my pocket and looked at the werewolves engaged in a rough fight and another sect having a tug of war.
“The werewolf army? Well, I think I should get to select our finest to be recruited into the Alpha-1 team. Jonas and Aemond are my favs for now, can’t you see, they’ve got Charisma.”
