Suddenly, his father, Alpha Deus, appeared from nowhere, the trail of Elders following behind him like dark wraiths.
“Let us add a twist to this fight,” he announced, stepping to the edge of the arena. His gaze swept over the gathered wolves, predatory and sharp. He wasn’t just addressing the fighters, he was addressing everyone.
What is the meaning of this? And what twist is he talking about now?
I glanced at Ashvin, who sat there with his arms crossed, looking completely unbothered. A faint smile played on his lips as he watched Alpha Deus, who seemed far too pleased with himself.
“And what is this twist?” someone called out when the Alpha let the silence drag too long.
Deus’s gaze darkened, and his frown deepened as he spoke. His voice echoed with the weight of dominance, holding t
