Ryker’s POV
The chariot rumbled beneath me as we neared Terran’s territory. His land was doing well, his warriors strong and disciplined - stronger than mine.
I gritted my teeth, curled my hand into fists on my lap. It sickened me.
His pack was not always like this. Now, he is the one with the greater pack, the greater warriors, the greater everything. All greater than mine. And now, here I was, forced to seek his help like some weakling who couldn’t defend his own territory.
A sour taste filled my mouth. This wasn't just annoying - it was embarrassing. It hurt my pride. But I had to do it.
My pack was crumbling under the weight of intruders and unseen threats, and if I didn’t act now, I might lose everything. I wished the Moon Goddess had given me a stronger partner. Someone worthy o
