The Hidden Truth

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Adrian's pov

Being the ruler of the pack wasn't easy, there are so many expectations from different ranks of wolves - elevation or your downfall. I was a young Alpja wolf who didn't want anything concerning to do with royalty, always felt that royalty was not my path.

At that point in time, I was a pure innocent wolf that doesn't know much about pack wars and whatnot. In my younger years I was not inquisitive the way I am now.

Everything changed when we had our first pack war, I lost my parents to the cold hands of death and my whole world shattered. In line with the pack rules, I was not meant to seat on the position of the ruling Alpha unless I fight some battles.

My father was a great warrior before his death, so there was anticipation in the eyes of the ranked and unranked wolf on how his son will look like.

I trained myself in the art of war and engaged in my first ever battle, although the first battle I lost as I got plenty of scars. The outcome of the loss made m