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Aaron POV

I have finally gotten what I had desired since birth, my true destiny. Although I can hardly believe that I am now the alpha of the pack.

It feels like it came too easily, almost as if the gods themselves supported me.

Despite my victory, a lingering feeling persists, suggesting that something isn’t right.

Nevertheless, I have convinced myself to be content.

I have faced the worst that could happen, and I had ensured to take off every one who was a threat to my position.

However, my dreams have been suggesting otherwise.

“Khalid, you son of a bastard”. I cursed quietly.

Even in his death, he Still has a way of haunting me , I have been having these reoccurring dreams that Khalid came back and I was banished in a more disgraceful way than before and was later beheaded at the boundary of the clan.

I had thought the dreams would stop coming until I had the one that scared life out me.

In the dark depths of my sub consciousness, The moonless night swallowed everyt