The scent of fresh blood filled the air.
The White Wolf Pack immediately gathered around, excited.
Their eyes gleamed with desire, and they let out eager, low howls, but not a single White Wolf dared to fight for the kill.
In their eyes, Feng Mountain was the leader of the pack, the Alpha Wolf.
The leader was entitled to all sorts of privileges.
First rights to food, first choice of a mate, control over resources, and the respect and obedience of the pack. When facing an outside invasion or competing with other packs, the leader commanded the battle, deciding whether to attack or defend.
These privileges were etched into their very bones, knowledge they were born with.
An adult male wolf who wanted these privileges had two choices: either defeat the leader and become the new alpha, or leave the pack to become a lone wanderer and start a new one.
