***MICHAEL POV***
When it came to be lunchtime, I needed a break. We had planned for the ceremony for hours, and that was when I hit my breaking point. I needed air. My anxiety was through the roof, my emotions were going over a cliff, and I was worried that Steve hadn't shown any signs of coming out of it.
And then everything hit me.
I had a combination of grief, relief, anger, and confusion rolling through my mind.
Grief because of my having to take the lives of people.
Relief because I could finally relax a little bit and enjoy my life and because Justin was back.
Anger because of the destruction Richard's pack of rogues and fuckups had caused.
Confusion because I was worried about becoming Alpha and leading over 1,000 wolves at any given moment. T
