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Rhys

I couldn't get the image of her cradling an unconscious pup while wrapped in that blanket out of my head. Neither could I stop stalking her even now.

I'd been in the dungeons interrogating one of the rogues. A lot of them had been straying into my territory recently and it made me antsy.

My gut told me that something was wrong. Something was coming and it had to do with Devon's death.

What did I need to do to let the world know that I wasn't interested in becoming Alpha Prime? I didn't want anything to do with that position. Yet someone out there was sending spies into my territory.

It was obvious that they had already started hunting for the Crest, even before the new Alpha of Creekside was crowned. And those greedy people suspected me most of all because they believed that I wanted it the most.

I didn't blame them. In public, my relationship with the Old Alpha looked horrible. When he was still fit, we argued and almost always fought.

I accused him of everything under the su