Chapter: 41
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The Pack lived in fear of the Rogue King, well aware of his lethal nature and merciless ways. Regardless of age or the severity of the offense, Malta was known to exact punishment with extreme prejudice upon those who disobeyed his orders or failed to fulfill their duties. It seemed almost certain that death awaited them all.
The Betas could sense their master's icy glare, demanding answers that he fully intended to extract from them. "Well?" The piercing green gaze of the Rogue King drilled into the remaining Werewolves, causing them to shrink in fear. None wanted to be the next subject of his wrath. "Speak!"
The King took a step forward, his imposing figure casting a threatening shadow over the smaller Werewolves. "Who else has failed in their assignment?" His vo
