55. REUNION WITH MY LOVED ONES
NARRATOR
The victorious Alpha stood among the ruins of what was once the Fertile Valley pack.
His dark gaze and thirst for vengeance remained unquenched.
Where did this weapon come from?
He asked himself again, staring at the dagger in his hand.
The pain of losing his son mingled with greed. None of these fools seemed to know how to make it, but his people had spoken of a white-haired woman and another male who wasn’t there.
"Sir, we found a trail near those mountains," the warrior reported, po