After my conversation with Alpha Henry, it was clear that Alpha Lawson from the Black Claw Pack was going to be a bigger issue than I anticipated. Henry had mentioned several of his border patrol members had shown up dead or missing. The only reason we knew it was Lawson was due to the engraving carved in the flesh of the victims. A crescent moon with a claw mark through it. Henry made his concerns clear, which I had to agree with him. I may not like how he treats his daughter, but as an Alpha, he was a damn good one. By the end of the meeting, I agreed to adding more men on the borders not only of the palace but also around the surrounding packs. I would visit each pack to make sure they were on the same page as me. When I had asked Henry if Annette had ever received any self-defense training, he almost spit out the sip of whiskey he had in his mouth. “Gosh no, your highness. Annette loves people too much to want to hurt them. She’s too fragile. You have way bigger fish to fry tha
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