ALDRIC
"My brother here is a master manipulator and a scary werewolf," he said. His voice was steady and clear. "This mostly started for me when our brother died and the Alpha seat of Skollrend was up for grabs."
I kept my face neutral.
Gabriel continued.
"My brother placed himself as someone who was not interested in the Alpha seat. He convinced me that our nephew here was not ready to hold that kind of power. I was convinced. And I did try to run against Cian."
He paused.
"But I saw that I was wrong. My nephew had fire in him. He had matured. He wanted the seat to honor his father, my late brother, and he had plans for the pack. It occurred to me that I only wanted this because I had this archaic idea that I knew better. Because I was older."
Gabriel's voice softened slightly.
"I thought even my brother over there, Aldric, had his priorities right. He was not pathetically hungry for this like I was. So I withdrew."
He looked at me.
