Alpha King Grey.
" Although your father manipulated me, I am not innocent either. " I heard my mother's weak voice, but it was like a whisper to me. I couldn't even focus on what she was saying. How could I?
Reagan was counting. He wore a bloodthirsty look on his face, and his knife, on Alita's neck, was already drawing blood. Alita was my world. She meant more to me than my life meant. I would give anything for her, and the mere sight of her straight face, trying to hide the fear in her bones, had me losing my senses. I couldn't take it.
Whether I lost my life or my mother, I couldn't care. Alita was innocent, and she didn't deserve to be dragged into that mess. And Reagan, I was even ashamed of calling him my son. I couldn't afford to have such a son.
" All those years, I have li
