Third Person POV
His face was mutinous as he forced every one of them to their knees. These were the ones at Alpha Drake's old pack that couldn't be trusted, at least according to Rohan and Blaze trusted Rohan's opinion of these people. They had captured the Beta, James, who glared at them hatefully, and the rest of them consisted of men around the same age as Drake, younger men, who looked apprehensive, some defiant, thinking that Drake would be back to save them.
"Alpha Drake is no longer your Alpha and you have one chance, Swear your allegiance to my pack and to me as your new Alpha or die at my hand. I will not suffer traitors or those refusing to accept a new pack as their own."
One of the prisoners sneered, his hands above his head, restrained in silver. He scoffed, eyeing Blaze
