Blade's POV
The day had been endless and exhausting. I had to do damage control for last night's incident which actually took hours with Alphas disagreeing and agreeing.
Eventually I was forced to make arrangements for medical care for the bastard who'd thought he could drug my healer and think there wouldn't be consequences.
Everything was settled and they decided to sweep the whole thing under the rug since he was claiming to be drunk and didn't know what he was doing.
It was night now and everywhere was quiet, but for so many reasons, my mind just wouldn't shut off.
I wanted that bastard dead, but he had the backing of different Alphas.
I stood in my room, staring at absolutely nothing, replaying the moment when Flame had appeared, that surge of power I felt in that moment, the
