Alpha King Grey.
The cold silver felt like fire, ruthlessly burning my hands as I desperately held onto it like my life depended on it.
Well, to some extent, yeah, my life and the lives of my loved ones depended on the gun in my hands.
'Put your act together, Grey.' My wolf, Gary shouted, panic evident in his voice, but that only added to my anxiety.
To the rest, that is, my mother, who was about to 'die', my cruel father, my senseless son, Reagan, and my scared daughter, Alita, I appeared calm, collected and bloodthirsty, but the reality was way too far from that.
They could not tell, but I was nothing close to being calm. I was nervous, scared, and anxious. Just name it all. My fingers were almost trembling.
I was aiming the gun at my mother, and to all of them, I looked lik
