CHAPTER 102: WEAK

DOMINIC

I am silent as the car drives into my territory.

In fact, I haven't said a word since I left the Vale pack.

I have not been able to.

I keep seeing the wolves at the front of the car sending me blank looks when they think I am not watching.

They must think I am pathetic.

They can't understand that the game was already rigged.

There was just no way to save him and protect the pack.

Tommy understood that.

That is why he didn't mind dying.

For me.

For the pack.

He was a good wolf.

It is a pity his life was cut so short.

It would be tough to find someone like him.

What a bloody mess, this is.

And it is because of those two wretched creatures.

Viktor and Louisa

They are out to get me.

Why can't everyone just see that?

“Alpha,” one of the wolves calls out, bringing me out of my thoughts. “We are here.”

I look out through the window to see that we have packed at the front of the mansion

“Hmm,” I say as I get out.

I watch as the car drives away, before turning to look back at the man