Fight for the Fang

He wounded his hand with a sharp knife that he pulled from his waist. His blood flowed from the wound he made on his hand. I immediately confronted him about what he did. I immediately took off the scarf I was wearing around my neck and covered the blood flowing from his hand.

"What are you doing, Alpha? Why did you hurt your hand?" I asked him.

"It's my punishment!" he answered firmly.

"I neglected my pack, Crema. Many of my members lost their lives because of my Negligence," he added.

"Wait, They won't rely on you in all situations. They need to protect themselves by their own ability and if they failed then It's their fault not yours," I answered him.

"I'm the Alpha of Bloody scar and It's my responsibility to protect and lead my pack," he said seriously.

"I know, but this is not enough reason for you to blame yourself for everything that happened. No one likes what happened, Alpha. The Rogues attacked suddenly. You did not control the situation." I insisted.

I heard him sigh at wha