Redtail Rise and what if I told you you could kill your imperfect self?

Aventus rumbled with quiet laughter. Maybe Atreus wasn't such a lost cause, if he could be brought to heel, if he could learn to respect his packmates, and walk a different path. Merrick's madness and bloodlust was a part of them all, but it didn't have to define them — that was his hope for the future.

Do not overlap your aunt's markings, he warned, she is the leader and hers must be strongest. Mind her markings and you may mark, too. You will make our collective borders stronger. There was no guarantee Atreus would heed him when he was alone, but he was getting old enough now that any ire he drew from Avicus was his to suffer. Aventus could only protect him so much if he still chose disrespect after today.