Xander's POV
He who tickles the balls of the tiger should be ready to wrestle. That is a popular saying, and most of the time, it gives a glimpse into what is going to happen.
But it wasn't what happened in my case.
Damion had formed his own pack and had tried to take over my business. I had promised to strike back, but I had been impotent at fighting against the pressure. I had promised that I would show him a violent side of myself, but I had failed to fight back.
He had walked into my pack and trampled on me. And I didn't have a say.
How much weaker could I prove myself to be?
Just when I thought I had my peace, someone rushed into the room without bothering to knock.
I looked up to see Nyla at the door, walking toward me. “You have become lazy, Xander. You have ind
