Angel POV
I was not surprised that Alpha George had spied on us, nor was I angry that Pete had failed to tell me about it. Unfortunately, it fit right into the way I saw the world. I had grown up under an Alpha who found his legacy as a wolf to be unimportant, just like Alpha George seemed to do. I was not old enough to have experienced it, but there were stories in our pack about how Alpha James had driven other packs out of the great forests we lived in. Not because there was not enough room for all of us, but because he considered them to be too traditional and therefore a danger to the standard of living he wanted. The living standard only applied to himself and his family, the rest of us had to fend for ourselves! Which was also the reason I had never really met a wolf that was no
