ROMAN.
Alpha Richard didn’t appreciate being treated like the trash that he was. The same way that he treated my mate, because it gave him some sick satisfaction. Shocking, I know.
What he hated more was how weak he looked in front of his pack as he was led into a ballroom where most of his pack was located. He was handcuffed like a criminal. The cuffs prevented him from being able to mindlink anyone. It also cut him off from his wolf, meaning that he was unable to roll off an Alpha command. It didn’t prevent his previous commands from sticking, but it was better than nothing.
His son was also cuffed. He was lucky to be breathing after what I caught him doing. Immediate gratification, as I’d come to realize, was only satisfied for a moment and didn’t have a lasting impact. Plus, I bel
