More than perfect

Leoxi was reading the letter that had come into his hands. As the alpha's twin brother and Pack Commander, he had more responsibilities than he wanted in his life. His brother had less time than he, so he had no right to complain, even now he knew that he was planning well the blow they would deliver to the gray pack.

He ran his hand through his hair, ruffling it. He was somewhat overwhelmed with the new events. What the hell were those wolves thinking of doing that to an omega? And a pure one to conclude. Did they not know that they were as strange as albino wolves. With the ability to reproduce in large numbers, their bodies were tough enough to withstand giving birth three times as many times as a normal wolf, which only obtained its heat every 100 years. What wolf did not want multiple cubs with his wife, was his greatest longing.

He read the letter again, concentrating on the most important item on his itinerary. He recognized the handwriting of that wolf prince