Chapter 87

Oliver’s POV

Walking down the stairs, I could feel the shift in the air. Something was off, I wasn't sure if it was because I was calm, but I didn’t like it.

“Alpha Oliver Stone at least we meet again.” a dark voice growled.

I turned to face the voice, it was none other than Alpha Drake, I hated him. He was the reason I never wanted a mate, everyone I thought was my mate would mark and destroy any connection to her, and I still wanted to see him dead. I wanted to be the one to wrap my claws around his neck and tear his head off.

“You!” I growled my claws were coming out, and Micah put his hand on my shoulder as a distraction but it wasn't working the way he wanted. “I told you if you stepped on my pack lands again I would kill you.” I snapped.

He laughed, “And I told you, when you want to challenge for pack lands I would be open, but it would be to the death.” he smirked. “I didn’t come to start anything, when your brother Micah sent word about the Lycans being in our world and taking