Alpha Hamilton
Everything has finally fallen apart. Today, an official letter arrived on my desk, signed by Owen himself-informing me that he would be coming here to discuss why I tried to kill his son. Not a call. Not a private word between so-called allies. A letter. Formal and cold.The message was clear: he has cut me off entirely.
And yet, what infuriates me most is the arrogance. Who the hell does he think he is? That I will crawl on my knees before him? Beg for mercy? I will never do that. I've endured too much already, swallowed my pride for too long. Owen thinks himself above me, but he forgets I know him too well. He wants to see me squirm, but I won't give him the satisfaction.
Yes, the ties between our packs are severed. Yes, the Waterford Pack has taken a hit, and the setbac
