Before the Alpha King’s judgment, I visited my old friends in the silver–lined holding cells,
Michael was first.
His Alpha power had dimmed to almost nothing, but his eyes still burned with hatred.
I smiled: “Don’t look at me like that, brother.”
“I know what you want to ask.”
“Being driven out like a lone wolf? I’ve already lived through that once. Did you think I spent these years in Europe just enjoying myself?”
Those hardest months, I barely slept.
Between Alpha College classes and building Shadow Pack, I was tracking down every connection.
Following threads from my past life to uncover evidence of their crimes.
Their methods were too practiced, too perfect. This couldn’t have been their first time,
Evil wolves don’t suddenly turn cruel. In the shadows where I couldn’t see, their darkness must run deeper.
I was right.
“Michael, Father always said I wasn’t his true daughter. He raised you to be a ruthless Alpha, willing to break pack law for power. Thankfully, I’m nothing like him.”
Sarah was next.
Her perfect appearance had crumbled, her wolf spirit nearly broken.
Through the silver barrier, her eyes promised death.
She couldn’t maintain her innocent Omega act anymore, screaming about why I’d waited to reveal the evidence.
“Was playing weak so satisfying?!”
“Of course it was. Isn’t that why you played the victim so long?”
I stood, power rolling off me.
“Watching you think you’d won made this so much sweeter.”
I could have exposed everything earlier.
But that wouldn’t be enough.
Let her believe she’d succeeded, gained everything she wanted.
Then watch it all crumble in the darkest hour before dawn.
