Ryder’s POV
“Alpha Marcus…?”
I wanted to believe that my mind had been playing tricks on me all along as I saw Marcus’s body on the ground, and motionless. There were just too many things going wrong in one night as I watched my guest get mauled by those nasty rogues.
The feeling of peril was just too much for me as I was weakened by the fear of having to tell Jason that his father had just died right in front of me. It was the most miserable feeling ever, and I just didn’t want to be caught up in such an absurd situation.
“Marcus…” I let out as I was slowly approaching the place where his body lay. At that point, I was wondering what exactly I would be telling his son to make this all look less like the plot it was already looking like.
It was bound to come off as a plot to kill A
