"The pack is running sweeps," Rafe continued, looking off into the trees before looking back at them. "I see you two have mated." His eyes met Gard's and he stared at him pensively for a moment.
"Just so you know. This is my pack. I don't care how old you are; how s**t hot you think you are. There's only one Alpha here and that's me. Vampires and hybrids don't get the option to challenge for succession, only Weres."
Gard considered that. He didn't want to run the pack but he knew he would struggle to take orders from someone as young as Rafe. Mating with Rayne had put him in the unenviable position of now being considered pack. His sister would probably find that highly amusing.
The Were right of succession was a smart move. The vampires and hybrids could overpower the wolves in an inst
