Denver's POV
"What have you done, you bastard!" Alpha Henderson screamed at my face as his eyes quivered at his dead warriors on the floor.
He wanted it and I gave it to him unannounced.
It was unfair but then it was better than getting defeated.
While he was preparing his warriors to attack me, I instructed my top assassins and warriors to raid the Redmoon pack.
It was brutal and severe that as each camp was harnessed, they burnt it down with the dead wolves.
Was I ruthless?
He deserved it for pronouncing war on my face.
Do I look like the wolf who killed his daughter?
"Why did you do this? Why!" His loud voice pulled me out of my reverie as I smirked, walking in circles.
"What do you mean? I gave you what you wanted." I said scornfully.