CHAPTER 22~REIGN~

~REIGN~

The tension in the room was beyond suffocating, and honestly, I wasn’t in any way phased because this is what it was like being in my father’s presence. He commands the room with so much hostility that always had everyone cowering in his presence, except for me.

And he hates it.

He hates that his presence and his pheromones don’t affect me like it does every other person in this pack. Even the elders of the council who are supposed to be all-knowing, and the oldest of the pack fear him like he is some god of death. Not that I don’t understand why they are all so afraid of him, I know the kind of Alpha my father is. There is a viable reason why our pack was isolated from the rest of the world, and there are no neighbouring packs for miles away.

We may not be popular amongst werefolks but those who know of us always know to warn others about the dangers of ever coming anywhere close to Mystic Bane pack. My father ruled the pack with an iron grip, despite not being a tyrant to pa