THE PAST.
ALPHA EDWARD.
Slowly but surely, I was turning into the heartless killer that my father wanted to me to be. By age eight, I started killing without blinking, I remember the day that it happened I choppped of the head of someone that was owing my father some money, I didn't even blink, I was expecting the shakes to come but they never did.
By age thirteen, I turned, it was way too early but it happened, I guess my wolf couldn't wait, my father celebrated my first shift by take me and some of his men on a hunt, but this just wasn't any normal hunt, we didn't wait for nightfall or anything like that, we ransacked a pack, killed men, women and children and that was when I knew that something was wrong, that something was different. My father explained to me and told me that we
