Barrett's POV
As I listened to the false happiness Alaric could pretend, I felt nauseated and broken.
Morgana was a terrible she-wolf, and I knew that because my father was very close to the late Alpha. He had never liked her and retired when the late Alpha died from an illness that no healer could identify or treat.
He always claimed he was simply tired and felt too old to serve a young Alpha like Alaric. However, I suspected there was a deeper reason for his leaving his duties.
After Alaric became the Alpha, I was officially given the role of his Beta. My father was proud of me, of course, but he always warned me to be careful, as power often attracted envy, and some wolves would go to great lengths to seize it.
On the last night he was able to speak, I overheard my mother and him
