He eyed the whimpering runt of a wolf, his nose raised in disgust, his claws slowly coming out from under his fingernails as he reached down and gripped it with both hands and flung it against the wall where it whimpered slowly from the pain it endured, Darius ignoring it as he glared down at the rest of the rogues who trembled in the wake of his anger.
"Shift" he roared and reluctantly they obeyed his Alpha command, thin, ragged, half starved people standing in their place as he raked their bodies over with disgust.
They were a band of miscreants who'd had the misfortune of coming across Darius on their travels through the forest. With his Alpha bloodline and power it had been relatively easy to overpower them and force them to serve him. Now he had over a dozen rogues serving his pur
