18 - Prince Atlas

~Prince Atlas’ Point of View~

My father eyes me, pissed off that I’m here. That I’m intervening. He’d likely have come here, slashed everyone’s throats and left feeling like he did something. What good would that do? Not to mention the talent we’d lose for an entire generation. But that’s already just about what Blood Creek does anyhow.

I’m not at all blind to the fact that the entire shifter world basically hates the royal family. I’ve spent time out in packs, hiding my identity. I know what people think.

We’re stuck up, rich assholes with a God complex. Describes Caspian to a T at any rate.

I look down at the young female in my arms, and curse this entire mountain. The Alpha war is the most stupid, barbaric and antiquated thing imaginable. Maybe hundreds of years ago when people were fighting for land and resources it was necessary. But everyone does pretty well now, and they sure as hell don’t need to do this.

This beauty in my arms didn’t need to be here. The males that are cl