Chapter 24: Calculated Moves
(Marcus’s POV)
I ended the call with the Wolf Pack Enforcement Department, my heart hammering in my chest. Exile. The word burned into my mind like a brand. Without my position as Beta, without the pack behind me, I was nothing. Worse, I didn’t even have a place to retreat to.
“Damn it!” I roared, slamming my fist on the motel desk. The cheap wood cracked beneath my outburst, but it wasn’t enough. My chest was still tight with anger, regret, and guilt, all mixing together into a bitter cocktail I could barely swallow.
Alexander didn’t give me any chance to explain myself. None of this was fair.
I paced the small, dingy room, running a hand through my hair in frustration. After everything I did—after years of loyalty—this was the thanks I got? To be th
