Chapter 67

Ryan's POV

"Why do I keep forgetting what I want to say? Is that fair?" Alpha Caleb yelled, looking flustered.

"Alpha Caleb, please just forgive me. I must have been hallucinating, for me to have forgotten where I kept Henry and assumed Boyce knew what was rough but I was wrong. Please, my Lord!" Jacob pleaded, as he laid flat on the floor, crying his eyes out but it was fake.

"Oh please, spare me that nonsense drama, you aren't even good at acting. Maybe I need to give you an acting class but it comes with a price. My acting class is quite expensive, it costs quite a lot per class. We have ten classes and each costs four hundred and fifty dollars, the last class has extra bills," he said to the young guy who sees himself on a thin thread of life. What the heck is wrong with him?

"I'm sorry, Alpha Caleb! This is my sincere apologies to you for putting you through a lot," Jacob continued pleading.

"You didn't even put me through