Chapter 35 – The Alpha’s Throne
Night had fallen again, and Adrian knew what he had to do.
It was time to confront the man who built the empire — his father.
He entered Hartwell Manor through the old servant’s path, the same way he used to sneak out as a rebellious teen. The place hadn’t changed. Marble floors. Crystal chandeliers. Opulence paid for in blood.
He found his father in the private study — the same place he had once sat on his lap as a boy, listening to stories about power, legacy, and wolves.
Thomas Hartwell didn’t look surprised.
“You made your move,” the older man said, sipping bourbon, calm as ever. “And now you're here to... kill me?”
Adrian shut the door behind him. “No. That would be too easy. You don’t deserve an escape. You deserve truth.”
Thomas’s eyes twitche
