That was when Severin finally panicked.
"No. You can't do this to me. If my mother were still alive, she would never allow this. I am her only son."
"She's gone."
Severin opened his mouth. He wanted to say something. But nothing came out. Because he knew the truth better than anyone. If it weren't for him, Nora would still be alive.
Then, without warning, he burst into wild laughter.
"You think holding that broken stick makes you the wolf king? The pack respects only strength. Bloodline. Without me, the Urska in the north, the humans in the east, they'll tear you apart. You'll regret this. All of you will regret this."
I looked at him coldly.
"That's no longer your concern. Now leave. You're not worthy to attend your own mother's funeral."
Dozens of fully armed wolves closed in aro
