“Then start acting like it,” he said coldly. “You want to parade around like the Alpha you were born to be? Then stop treating this situation like a f*****g inconvenience. That girl nearly died carrying your child. And instead of taking responsibility, you’re too busy ensuring your image stays intact. The Omega has a name, and if there is anything that had happened, it was your fault too. It is not like this happened simply because of her.”
I gritted my teeth. “You think I don’t know that?”
“No,” he said simply. “I don’t think you do. At this point I don't even think you know anything that you're doing, nor do you understand how big or small it is.”
His words were a low blow, but I refused to let them get to me.
“Lysandra is gone,” he continued, watching me closely. “She sent her fathe
