The Alpha's throne

A full golden moon emerge Night. A dark night with a little blood, scatter everywhere; a wolf hunting their prey and fighting each other.

Ryga howl loudly when he smell the blood at his claw. He flinch when he he feel someone’s presence coming at his back.

A Large Golden Fur Wolf attacks him while smelling the blood on his claw. Ryga on the other side, jump at the branch of the tree.

He manages to avoid the attack.

The enemy makes a smirk on his face while looking above the tree. He was gifted with a superhuman strength it makes sense to everyone as he have an Alpha King’s blood gushing on his veins.

He believes that his ancestor was the next in line to become a rightful king to rule this world. When he heard about the prophecy, he knows that he is the chosen one.

him. He won’t accept anyone whose stronger than him. He only believes that

there’s someone whose stronger than him. He smirked and feels delighted to know,

devious smile then jump higher and slashes his claw towards

his knee and jump towards him then slash his claws. The enemy fell on the ground. His heart thumping so fast while looking on his blood

first time on his life, he feels excitement towards his

him on the air. He lift Ryga like he was made of paper. His superhuman strength and

himself, to the extent that 'no one can

look at him like he was a prey. He cant control himself. His wolf form

brightness then his eyes started to change from scarlet eyes to a golden eyes. He maybe a beta but he was a