Josh’s POV I stand in my office which overlooks the club I own. I smile at that; the club I own. I am proud of myself. I own and manage something on my own. No help from my mother, father or brother. To them, I am just a big disappointment. I don’t agree with what they had planned for my life. Oscar is three years older than me and recently took over as Alpha. He has some business plans, and he wanted me to manage them. When I refused because I had my own plans, he took it as a personal insult. When he became alpha, he called me into the office and told me if I was not going to work for him or become a warrior, then I needed to leave the pack. He can’t have someone around who doesn’t contribute to the pack. I told him I had my own business ideas in the works, but his comment was that I wa

