---- 10, CONSPIRACIES NARRATOR 1m sick of you, Verak! the Alphas roar was followed by a loud p.


    Verak stood firm, stoically taking his fathers enraged blow.


    His skin was already more than used to the beatings.


    like that female.


    Im not letting that idiot Drakkar have her, he replied in a low voice, but without backing down.


    He had rarely defied the Alphas will.


    are you a fucking idiot?! Aroms canines were bared, his whole body trembling with fury, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear them.


    He tooka deep breath, trying to calm himself.


    We cant offend the Healer.


    The power of the packs tied to that woman, and you know it.


    You cant risk everything for some pussy! he snapped, gripping Veraks shoulders fiercely to make him face him.


    His Alpha aura dominated with an iron grip over his rebellious pup.


    You can keep that female in secret.


    You wouldnt be the first to have two women.


    But your official mate has to be Nana, his dark eyes stared into his sons, so simr to his own.


    ---- verak, the Healer is the one who heals the tribe and can ess the Wolf Kings magic.


    We cant piss her off, got it? T know, I know.


    I''ll figure something out, Verak snorted, pretending to surrender.


    Damn the day he gave Nana any attention.


    Ever since then, that bratalmost ten years youngerhad followed him around like a nuisance.


    He hadnt cared before about mating with her.


    She was pretty, a virgin, and the future healer of the pack.


    But now...


    after meeting that female, Nana didnt evene close.


    Verak stormed out of the hut, fuming, his mind racing with all kinds of schemes.


    He couldntpete for her himself.


    Then something caught his eye.


    Peeking out from behind a totem in the za, he saw one of the single warriors stepping into the Healers hut.


    That old woman was up to something.


    His father put her on a pedestal, but he just saw her as a pampered freeloader.


    She ate and drank the best of every hunt and handed out those herbs that killed more than they healed.


    The only thing shed ever done that mattered was save his father from certain death after a hunt.