Third Person POV
Idiot. Moron. Those were some of the words echoing inside of Brynn's mind as she went about her mindless duties inside of the pack house. She was still in a state of disbelief. Alpha Nikolai and her were meant to have a plan, but he'd digressed, too intent on wanting his revenge to wait patiently. Especially being this close to his son, the man who had beaten him down the first time and caused him to lose his precious Alpha King title. He'd been arrogant, thought Brynn with a wry shake of her head, believing he was invincible and overestimating his ability to fight, and in the end, it had brought him to his knees in defeat. She still couldn't believe it. He was gone. Dead. No longer a threat to her or any other poor woman who was forced to endure his brutish and horrendou
