Lucien’s POV
I stared at the document lying on my desk. It was an ugly thing, and it stood for responsibilities that would follow me to the ends of the earth. These were one of the responsibilities I had to carry along with me as the alpha of my pack.
Some would say it was a wonderful thing. But I knew better. Caged with so many responsibilities that I wouldn't be able to think straight.
Your ability to make personal decisions would disappear because no matter what you have to put the pack first before everything else. Even before your own feelings and emotions.
Because of the recent drama my work load kept piling up, I clicked my tongue leaning forward.
Each page I signed out of habit, almost unconsciously as if on autopilot, while my head was immersed in something entirely diffe
