Alpha Grayson
I walked up onto the viewing platform to take a look into the arena at the Omegas the warriors had rounded up last night. When I had realised that alcohol had been going missing from my personal stash, I had asked the warriors to keep an eye out for any parties being thrown. When a few of them had told me that they had witnessed Omegas setting up for a party out in the middle of the woods, I knew without a shadow of a doubt they were the ones responsible for my missing alcohol. Last night, the Omegas had been vivacious. The alcohol had clearly provided them with confidence, and had enabled them to feel bulletproof and immortal. But looking at them now, as the light of day made them realise that they were now having to pay for their sins. I felt that the best thing to do woul
