Asher
“I like your idea, Gerald. We can make use of that in case the Western pack decides to strike us. Even though I know they won’t try that. Unless they want to lose their men. We can-”
“What the hell is wrong with you Asher!” Father’s voice boomed through the door as he stormed inside. Gerald and I exchanged looks.
“Alpha Des-”
“Leave us, Gerald.”
“Okay, Sir.” Beta Gerald nodded his head at the both of us before making his way out.
“I asked you a question, Asher. What the hell is wrong with you?” Father started again.
“Am I supposed to answer the question? I expect you to know what is wrong with me and why am I doing what I am doing.” a scoff made its way out of him.
He took another step towards my desk. “Yes, I know. The mess you pulled had done damage to your brain. You a
