3rd person POV:
Alpha Odin felt an insatiable bloodlust growing inside him.
It had been a week since the attack on the Obsidian pack. A mage had found her way into the pack and killed six of his warriors. Only for the old witch to vanish just as she was about to be apprehended.
Odin reminded himself to remain calm. But that was becoming increasingly difficult.
Before him was Mia, his beta female strapped to an interrogation chair. She was a terrible sight, her skin pale and ashy, her eyes droopy. Odin knew that if he let her fall asleep, she would never wake up.
"Reject him, Mia. And I will give you back your freedom."
Her head dolled around her neck like it had been disconnected. "Alpha Odin, I can't," she said, her tone weakened from days of torture.
"Right now, you're only causi
