Chapter 066 Attack Greenvale

Carl

Same Time, Dark Moon Pack

“Alvar, that’s enough.” I yank the whiskey bottle from his hand. It’s his third one today. Even with his Alpha resilience, no one can keep this up.

“Give it back to me.” Alvar clutches his head and stumbles to his feet, trying to grab the bottle. The study is pitch black. He knocks over a piece of empty bottles, then trips over a table leg and collapses to the floor.

“Give it back,” he mutters, trying to rise but falling again.

“Look at you,” I snap, flipping on the light. The brightness floods the messy den, making Alvar wince. He shields his eyes, groaning, “Turn it off… damn it.”

Ignoring him, I toss the bottles aside and haul him up. “Alvar Gonzales. Do you remember who you are? You’re falling apart over a woman. Forget about your pack? Your family?”

“Family?” His hair hangs in his face, and he reeks of alcohol. He laughs bitterly, “I don’t have a home anymore. My dad doesn’t have a home. My whole family has no home.”

He’s repeating nonsense and bull