Gideon
I had a poor track record with strong women. The first one left me. Everyone assumed that she had just died when I was eight, but she was gone even before that time.
Christa Sloane had never been the sort of person you could convince unless she herself was invested. She was a wolf. Though my father didn’t follow the rules of the gods and goddesses, he claimed that he had always known she was his mate.
From what I’ve heard, they were very much in love when they were younger. However, they clashed because she would never back down. If she thought what he was doing was s**t, she would say so.
The problem was that it was all that he did. s**t, I mean. The pack had descended into chaos and criminal activity long before they named me Alpha. Or at least, it started coming out into
