My Alpha Uncle Died, and a Rogue Claimed My Pack’s Fortune

My uncle had no pups of his own, and he had long ago sworn a blood-oath will naming me heir to his vast territory and all its tributes.

But after my uncle's burial rites ended, I returned to his great den-estate, only to have a strange male burst through the doors. He claimed to be my uncle's lawful successor and demanded I leave at once.

"All of Fenris Ashenvale's holdings and territory rights pass to me. You will leave immediately!"

I refused to believe a word of it. I thought him mad—until he produced the blood-oath will.