Zodiac’s POV.
It has been five years since I killed Benedict and the kingdom, and the packs have prospered. The rogues who decide to remain rogue have never bothered any of the packs. They have kept to their word. We do see them occasionally, but they never cause trouble.
I sit on the grass and watch my mate, my husband Ren as he leads the pack training. When I see a blur run past me and I sigh. I stand and shift into Ċarnage as we chase the blur.
“He will be the death of us.” She says and I chuckle, knowing she is right. When we catch up to him and Ren has hold of him. Our two-year-old pup, Theo. He climbs his dad like a damn spider monkey.
I shift back and pant, bracing my hands on my knees before I straighten up and waddle towards my mate and the little monkey of a pup.
“You should
