Third Person
That night, the messenger arrived at Frostfang and was immediately sent to the alpha’s office. Alpha Kain had just rounded up, signing some files, when an urgent knock resounded on the giant oak door.
“Come in,” he breathed, sipping his wine.
The messenger stepped in, his face cold and his eyes buried to the floor.
“So where is the treacherous snake that dared to ally with my enemies?” Alpha Kain hissed.
The messenger instantly fell to his knees.
“He... the alpha objected to your claim. He said since Everest came by free will, he must leave as such.”
Alpha Kain’s fingers tightened around the glass so much that it shattered into pieces. A few went into his skin. Blood dripped, but his face carried no ounce of pain.
“No, Caswell will not let this happen,” Alpha Kain murm
