Kieran's POV,
“Hey, you street dog! Clear the road for Alpha!” a gruff voice barked from behind and I froze, crouching behind a splintered crate on a dusty road just outside the Blood Fang village market. The guard’s boots crunched closer, his spear catching the midday sun and my heart slammed against my ribs.
“Move along, you rat. Or I’ll drag you to the dungeon for weeks for disobeying Alpha!” He growled in a sharp voice, making fun of my condition. I pulled my herb-soaked, worn-out cloak tighter to mask my wolf with its bitter scent and whispered, “Y-yes, lord. I was just passing through.” I turned my voice sounded weak, barely audible.
My wolf growled within in blind anger, itching to tear apart that gamma’s throat but I was forced to keep my head down. I knew I had to maintain a lo
