Alpha Roforlo’s POV:
“Well brother none of this, has exactly gone as planned, has it?” Kellan mocked as he came to join me in the seating area in the garden.
“No, it hasn’t. I feel awful Kel. We wanted to make alliances, yet I don’t think anyone will forget what happened on my land!” I growled.
“They can’t blame you! We didn’t have anything to do with this!” Kellan picked up the bottle of whiskey I was drinking from and gulped some down.
“I know, but I should have been able to keep everyone safe. We just haven’t got the manpower to do it. I don’t know why I thought I could hold such an event.” I grabbed the bottle back and downed some more.
“Well, aren’t you boys feeling sorry for yourself!” Mrs Fleetwood approached us from the kitchen and sat down.
“I’m sorry Mrs Fleetwood, I know I
