*Kael*
Rian and Tara were the only blood-related family I had left. I wasn't born to be a king, but I was forced to pick up the bloody, broken crown whose weight demanded our pack return to its former glory. It was hard, to say the least, to lead the ruins of a pack from despair to hope, but even harder to keep track of a twenty-one-year-old brother.
I knew he had good intentions. He wanted our old life back just as much as the rest of us. But he was reckless and impatient about it. He was nine when the war broke out. The murder of our parents and siblings changed him. He seemed to take it far harder than I did, even when the title of Alpha went from our oldest brother down to me, the second youngest of seven pups. Ever since we had to flee from our home in Moonwake, he favored acting o
