Alpha Nathan’s POV
Father Sampson's hand tightened on my shoulder. “Nathan, these are no ordinary wolves. They’re trained to kill. Stay focused, stay sharp, and remember—this is your moment to prove you’re not just an Alpha, but a king.”
I nodded, my jaw tightening as I stepped forward. My wolf growled in approval, eager for the challenge.
Obviously, this was a gang up against me and I will deal with all who was responsible. But that would be later.
The first Guardian, a wolf with jet-black fur and piercing red eyes, let out a deafening roar before charging toward me. Its speed was astonishing, even faster than Alpha Daemon’s. I barely had time to shift before it lunged, its claws swiping inches from my face.
I twisted, dodging its attack, and countered with a powerful strike from my
