Chapter 10: ALPHA INSTINCTS

Edeline Percival's wolf was quick to react, standing tall as his brother struggled to rise. Claws dug into flesh, spittle dripped from his muzzle, and teeth snapped with fierce determination. My breath hitched—this was no ordinary fight. Percival, the firstborn alpha son, was proving too strong for Darius. This would easily be one of the most intense wolf fights ever witnessed, if it were real. Percival's right front claw dug into the juvenile’s chest, keeping his weight on him. His long, sharp teeth bit into Darius's shoulder, causing a sharp yelp to escape. It was brutal, and I felt a mix of fear and helplessness. Percival’s anger was palpable; he wanted to harm Darius, to assert his dominance. As the pressure increased, blood oozed from Darius, but he refused to give in or show weakness. Despite knowing he could never surpass his brother, he fought back with a fierce determination. I could see the desperation in his eyes, and it tugged at something deep inside me. Percival was real