Myra.
Over the night, I had pondered over what Alpha Ralph had said, both about Kyle and also trying to tell me the type of man Alpha Clarke is, a scheme that he had come up with in his head to get back to stay in his so called pack that had destroyed me times without numbers. “What do you mean?” Alpha Ralph asked, shock evident on his face.
After making my decision, I had rushed to the pack house very early in the morning, getting only little to no sleep and when I did, I told everything that we had conversed about Alpha Clarke and he was more than happy to help me, he didn’t even seem angry at the words that Alpha Ralph had said about him. He only cared for me. “I am sure that you heard me right.” I repeated standing on my grounds.
“You have no right to call my son yours, even if you
