ALEXANDER
The anger I had carried into the dungeon still pulsed faintly in my veins, though I had forced myself to leave the prisoner before my temper ruined everything.
Rage solves nothing...Faye had been right about that. Rage only satisfies the beast inside me, not the Alpha responsible for a whole pack. Now, alone in the quiet of my room, I could finally peel back the rage and look at the truth with clearer eyes.
The man in that cell had been stubborn, more so than most I had broken before. He coughed blood, spat it to the floor, but repeated the same thing over and over: Marcus was coming. Marcus, the “rightful Alpha” of Blood Crescent. I turned the phrase over in my mind, again and again, like a stone grinding against my teeth. It made no sense.
There were many who wanted me de
