Alpha Kobe POV
It's difficult without Hope. My wolf is upset with me, Tiffany has been giving me the cold shoulder since our last tete a tete and no matter what I try to distract myself with, I can't stop thinking about my mate and the anger rises inside of me as I remember that bastard Alpha Liam Salvadore of the Blood Lust Pack taking her from me. He had no right, I scowled, lifting up the beer can and taking a sip of it. I ignore the other beer cans scattered around me, taking solace in the fact that the alcohol, while not making me overly drunk, at least numbs some of the pain. The door to the study swings open and Jefferson steps in, wrinkling his nose at the smell permeating the room.
"Whoa Kobe, what's going on? Man, how much have you had to drink?" he exclaims, stepping over the
