The Dark Alpha

*Anonymous POV*

"I need to see the Dark Alpha immediately," Damon demanded, his voice cold and urgent as he faced the guards outside the Dark Alpha's castle.

The Dark Alpha was infamous among the shifters, feared as the most malevolent creature. His pack consisted of rogue wolves, trained to be merciless and heartless. The Dark Alpha sought power above all else and delighted in inflicting slow, agonizing deaths on his enemies, savoring their pleas for mercy.

"Wait here. We need to ask the Alpha whether he wants to see you," one of the guards growled, his eyes narrowing as he scrutinized Damon from head to toe. Damon grimaced at the appearance of the guards. The guards were filthy and disheveled, a reflection of the brutal environment they thrived in.

Damon's lips curled into a sinister grin. "He'll be very pleased to hear what I have to say," he said confidently, his tone dripping with malice.

The guard's eyes flickered with suspicion but he turned and disappeared into the shadows of