(Lysander’s POV)
“Get your f*****g hands off me!” I shouted, throwing away the hands of my father’s guards who had dragged me out of that godforsaken hotel where Almira was staying.
How dare that Beta challenge me? Even drunk, I can take him down.
I’m sure they’re across the MW Hospital where I am currently staying. I beat him up real good. He’s gonna need more than just bandages for his f*****g injuries. He better stitch himself before I rip him open again.
Suddenly, the door opened, revealing Alpha Reginald who caused all this mess. I clenched my jaw. “Let us alone. I’m going to speak to my Father,” I barked.
The guards glanced at him, as if asking for confirmation. I scoffed. Did they forget that I’m their pack leader now? Alpha Reginald nodded curtly and gestured for me to sit.
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