CHAPTER 87 - New Pack

Ryan I stood in Gideon's grand hall, the scent of roasted meat, baked bread, and apple pie still lingering in the air. The former Alpha's body lay crumpled on the floor, a pool of blood spreading out from where his head used to be. The long table where he'd been feasting was now abandoned, plates and goblets scattered next to the corpse. His guards had shifted at some point. They moved to flanked me, snarling with muzzles flecked with white. They were old, past their prime, but still dangerous. Regardless, I didn't want to kill them. They'd only been following their Alpha's orders. But with Gideon dead, I was now in charge of their pack. I shifted into human form, the cold air of the hall having no effect on the bloodlust my dragon called out for. The beast inside me roared, desperate to break free and unleash chaos. It took every ounce of my self-control to keep it contained. "Yield," I commanded. The guards hesitated, their hackles raised and their eyes flicking between me an