HOWL OF THE GODWOLF
READING AGE 18+
My father is the most powerful Alpha alive. His name opens boardrooms and bends packs across three continents. I was raised to be his heir — the right handshake, the right marriage, the right smile for the cameras when Kade Dynamics posts another record quarter.Then I went to college, and something in the wolves around me broke.They don’t just respect me. They obey. Strangers cross state lines to stand outside my dorm. A senior linebacker went down on his knees in a parking lot because I looked at him wrong. My best friend won’t meet my eyes anymore.There’s a name for what’s happening to me, and it isn’t “Alpha.” Liveth. A god the pack world has prayed to for a thousand years and never once met. Apparently I’m the answer to those prayers, and nobody asked if I wanted the job.My father built an empire on control. I’m what happens when something can’t be controlled — not by him, not by the rival heirs already circling my scent like it’s a war they can still win, and maybe not by me either.He raised me to inherit his throne.He never planned for me to outrank it.
Unfold
I didn’t go home.
I want to say it was a grand decision, something with weight and speeches, but the truth is smaller and stranger than that: I stood in that guest house looking at my father’s face — the first unscripted expression I could remember on it — and something in me simply refused to move toward the door he was holding open. Not ……
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