Damon POV
Both of those princes were getting on my f*****g nerves, and not just because they were obviously after Kalilah.
The two had gotten their position because they were next in line. Neither of them had fought for it—their parents passed on or simply abdicated the throne, giving it to them. I had been one of many sons of the former Alpha and not even the oldest, having to fight for my position.
It was through several bloody fights that I was able to win, and after that, they tried to take my position. However, I was at a point where they wouldn’t be able to do that. Either they were dead or they had fled, forming their lives somewhere else.
The Dark Moon Pack did have a brutal past, something I was trying to change for the better with everything I was doing. But it made me bitter
