Alpha Torin was now locked in his chambers. Devastation was an easier word comparing to how he felt. There was only one thought in his mind now—Freya. She had firstly pretended as a man to get under his territory, then had became his slave, then his mate, only for him to be ridiculed by her. He needed to revenge.
“Alpha! Open the door.”
“Caleb, you are free.” Alpha Torin responded weakly.
“Don’t be like this. Open the door, I need to talk to you.” Torin didn’t reply this time around.
“Torin, I’m speaking to you now as your old friend. Not your Beta. Please, for the sake of old friendship, open this door.” Caleb’s plea was desperate, and this time around, it couldn’t be ignored.
Alpha Torin wobbled to his feet, his little strength waning. He hadn’t eaten anything. He turned around an
