Our father, Guillermo Alix, was the Alpha of the most powerful pack in Spain, Atardecer Dorado. He was a powerful Alpha, but at the same time he was intelligent, sensible, and fair. He managed to be greatly admired, both by his pack and by the rest of the Spanish packs. Although there is no such thing as a king in the werewolf world, my father held a similar position, without it being officially agreed upon, but it was generally accepted. All the Alphas went to him for advice, help or his opinion in the resolution of a conflict.
But as always happens when someone becomes very popular, not everyone liked him. My uncle Alejandro, his younger brother, had been very envious of him since he was a child. Our father had always received great attention from a young age, and people admired and re
