**Alpha Shane's POV**
"Alpha, I'm so sorry, but Alpha Rich is dead. He's gone," said a warrior who came running into my office, covered in blood and panicking.
"I know he's dead. He knew he was going to die. Now go clean yourself up. You're getting blood all over the place. Get yourself checked," I growled.
The warrior jumped and ran out of my office, slamming the door behind him.
He was always going to die, and I'm glad he's dead. I felt the pack bond snap; he knew he wasn't coming back, and I knew about his plan to escape. Obviously, I knew he wasn't coming back alive, and he must have known it.
Don't get me wrong; I'm upset. He's not my real dad, and I'm not his son. I've been lied to all my life.
I opened my office desk drawer and came across a white bottle of tablets. I carefull
