"And if you kill them all?" I ask after I can force myself to stop crying.
He seems taken back by my question and it takes him a second to choose his words.
"Would you let your people die?" He asks too.
The Alphas hold their breaths looking at me.
"My people? Why are they my people? They decided they want the royal family dead. They are almost there. I am the only one left. Why should I sacrifice for the people that don't want me?"
It's a fair question, but the Alphas look insulted. I am so tired of them at this point. If they wouldn't have had their heads so deeply stuck in their asses, the rogues couldn't have gotten between us. They dreamed of so much glory for themselves that they destroyed everything. So why shouldn't I let them, the big Council of Alphas, to solve this problem,
