Denzel’s POV
Alesha’s words struck me like a blow, shocking but disturbingly logical. For the first time, her desperation made sense. It explained why she had been clinging to Jalisa, begging her to intervene. If this were true, my rage would know no bounds. She had thrown my entire pack into chaos. For three exhausting days, nothing had functioned as it should. I had missed meetings, training sessions, everything. And the news of the supposed pregnancy loss had torn through the pack like wildfire, leaving grief and unrest in its wake.
For Jalisa’s sake, I prayed Alesha was lying.
But then again, Alesha had already attempted to destroy Venessa someone she had no legitimate reason to hate. Only Jalisa knew Venessa was my fated. Only Jalisa. I had told her myself.
There was a very real c
