Stark's P.O.V.
A few hours ago.
To say I was furious was the understatement of the century.
The palms of my hands were coated with sweat, and I clasped them together tightly as I sat restlessly and impatiently on the chair behind my office's desk. Tyler stood next to me, leaning against the wall behind me. He tapped his fingers against his elbow as he too waited rather restlessly.
I knew I had enemies out there. I had bounties on my head. There are individuals who aren't entirely content with my role as an Alpha. I have plenty of families that have animosity toward me.
After all, I was the most ruthless Alpha for a reason.
However, my father's revelation moments ago about a conspiracy and the potential for my mate's death infuriated me to the core of my being. Some enemies had manage
