Big and Teapot stood a few feet behind us, growling low with their backs hunched. They didn’t look worse for wear like we did for Big and Teapot are the men of these harsh weathers. The two men didn’t look to be contenders fighting for their lives and the title of Alpha in the frozen forest, but rather seasoned warriors taking a calming stroll around their lands. My father had told me that Big and Teapot are men of survival much like he was. They were raised in the dreadful cold, living with very little and training with even crueler conditions. These men were used to hunger, to cold and fought with everything against them. And Big in particular came from a line of a previous Alpha. The one before the Volkovs took power. In a way, Big and I were from Alpha lines, previous winners of the to
