Alaric pov :
Cassius was kneeling on a field of shattered crystal.
Dark, heavy blood seeped through the fabric of his expensive trousers, pooling slowly on the polished stone floor. His hands were shaking, and his face was entirely drained of color, but his Alpha pride forced him to keep his chin raised as he delivered his speech.
It was a meticulously crafted script.
"I rejected that woman because she earned it," Cassius hissed, his voice tight with pain. "She is not at all who she’s pretending to be in front of you. For three years, Rhea was unfaithful. She slept with multiple males in my pack. The pup currently breathing in that nursery might not even carry my blood."
My Lycan beast snarled, a violent, deafening sound echoing in the back of my skull, demanding I tear Cass
