MARK'S POV
I sat on the edge of the block, my feet dangling around as I stared into oblivion.
This was exhausting. Tiring too.
Countless tournaments and training was something I just couldn't understand no matter how hard I pondered on it.
Hell! I was better than the instructors yet and other students too, but my father still wouldn't let me leave the academy.
“Mark, you need to remain there,” he'd say in his usual thick baritone voice whenever I rant at him.
“You are my eyes in the academy and until I have gained absolute control, you would have to remain there.”
The Wolf's academy was the biggest and most revered. Standing tall for over five hundred years.
And the best of the best alphas had passed through its gate, my father inclusive.
I still couldn't understand why he wanted
