Gregory was gently stroking my back as I spoke. It was just him, the elder, and my Gamma, Dorian. I felt comfortable talking. Tiffany had been taken to the dungeon, and we were waiting for Jackson, Greg's beta, to return with the wolf, Paul. I heard cries of outrage as Jackson came back dragging a man behind him. I realized it was the famous Paul.
Paul: Alpha, what does all this mean?
Gregory: Quiet, I'm the one asking the questions here
He glanced at me before continuing.
Gregory: It has come to my attention that you are conspiring for my downfall. I'm giving you a chance to explain yourself.
Paul: I don't understand Alpha...
I saw the anger in Paul's eyes, I also saw resentment.
Amélia: You blame him for your daughter's death, don't you?
I had spoken in a very soft, almost compas
