Derrick's POV,
I growled and grit my teeth again and again in anger for the umpteenth time as I stared at my men, my warriors who were badly wounded, none of them was able to escape unhurt from the battle with Darren,
I could feel so much enraged right now, bitterness filled me to the brim including an intense hatred which made my heart heavy, all I craved for was his death,
The death of Alpha Darren!
I can't believe he was this cruel and powerful, we were no match for him even when we had been training for years and bracing up for a fight, no one knew it would be this bloody that I almost lost my life too.
I am Derrick the leader of the rogue, many werewolves banned from different packs comes over to my territory where we all form a family, I can call myself their Alpha but then we aren't a pack, we don't have a name and isn't recognized.