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Life from birth has been nothing but hell. I lost my parents to some stupid aristocrats whom they offended. Executed for no good reason.

My relatives abandoned me and pushed me aside. They feared for their lives and left me and my sister to starve and wander the streets alone!

No, this is worse than hell!

I watched my sister die of starvation. Her lips were dry and her feet bloody. Her nails were broken and her fingers riddled with cuts. She struggled in my hands and after a few seconds of struggle she passed away. She seemed joyful in death so I prayed mine will come just as swift and merciful as hers.

So I stayed in the alleyway, alone with her rotten corpse awaiting my fate for God knows how long. I could see it already. The darkness encroaching from all sides

Everyone said death is scary but I say it's the end! Who needs life after death? What is the need for reincarnation?

Who would want to return to this crazy world?

"It's not yet time for you to go... You have one more task to accomplish as my host" A voice called out to me.

I could barely see or speak but how can I miss such a beautiful face? It was an extremely handsome man who gazed at me with tender eyes.

"Haven't I suffered enough? Can't I just rest?" I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world?

"Don't you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don't you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!" The beautiful man said with an alluring voice.

"You... Who are you?" I asked with an anxious heart.

My parents always said God is the only one who cares about me! Maybe in my final hours, he has come to save me.

"Call me Death..."

Paragon of Death

Derek stood there, pondering Todo's offer carefully. His sharp mind assessed the situation, and he saw no significant demerits in accepting. On the contrary, it could be an opportunity he couldn't afford to miss. 


Even if, in the future, some members of the tribe stood against his ascension to the position of alpha, he would possess the knowledge, experience, and authority required to lead. He recognized that his father, Zachariah, though a respected beta, lacked the ability to impart the crucial lessons he needed to become the strongest werewolf. If he wished to learn that, it had to be from the alpha himself.


After brief contemplation, Derek gave a nod of agreement. Ragnar and Loth, though trembling with fury, dared not speak out against the decision with Todo present. The power and authority of the alpha stifled any dissent.


Todo then turned to Derek, his gaze serious and concerned. 


How is he a beta?