Chapter 65

Lucius POV

I smacked Alan on the back of the head, hard. "You could have killed her," I growled, cigarette hanging loosely from my lips. Another blow landed before I pulled the cigarette away, crushing it under my boot.

"What the hell were you thinking, you idiot?"

"Sorry, Alpha, he muttered, keeping his head bowed.

"Sorry?" I scoffed, rolling my fist as if debating whether to hit him again. "You think I'm going to make you my beta when you can't follow a simple command? You almost killed me the first time with the arrow, and now this."

"I swear it won't happen again," he said, but I could hear the strain in his voice. My father's forty-year-old beta couldn't even hold his head up anymore.

"It shouldn't have happened in the first place. I told you not to hurt her. I told you to scare her." I ran a hand through my hair, trying to reel in the anger bubbling beneath the surface.

"I promise. I'll do better," Alan said, lifting his gaze hesitantly. I turned away from him, waving him off li