Chapter 5

Elara

“There is no way we’re letting you fight in a duel. We’ll fight for you, with you, and if the Moon Goddess wants to demolish our pack, we’ll die with you but at any cost, we’re not letting you challenge Ralph for an Alpha duel,” Gamma Harold’s deep baritone voice assured rest of the folks who were present in the room, planning for tomorrow’s war.

Ralph and everyone else left the party when my father declared the battle. Fear would be an understatement for what I felt at that time. I was the reason for this war and I couldn't withstand the guilt for bringing misfortune to my pack.

Though we were the strongest pack and my father was an Alpha King, war was something I despised the most. War wasn't between just two Alphas, it was between two packs and many warriors would martyr in a war. I didn't fancy the idea of the deaths of hundreds of werewolves just for someone's greed for sovereignty.

My dad always combated following the rules and won all the battles with his vitality but