CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

LANDON:

Thronesman, however, stepped forward, a sly grin playing on his lips. "You've discovered our little plan, Landon. But you see, I had always desired Clay for my daughter. We believe your time has come. You will never be worth anything to me. I'll always see you as a weakling. A scared little boy who was just lucky to have been chosen by the Moon Goddess as an Alpha. You're not fit to be my slave talk more of son-in-law. Packs will mock me for all eternity if I were to make such a choice."

I met Thronesman's smug expression with a cold gaze. "It only shows how low-live you are. You think you know me too well?" I grabbed the collar of his suit, effortlessly drawing him closer, "you know nothing. No wonder you supported that whore of a daughter of yours. You want a show of power? I'll give you one." I harshly released him causing him to stagger backward.

Before Thronesman could even make another move, I howled them to submission. Not just them but almost all the wolves in there ex