XLIX

Dylan

I can’t believe how cruel some of our own pack members are! I have been cold and distant and sometimes rude, but this is bullshit and that poor boy is suffering because of it. Makya told me the boy is weak and shaking like a leaf. He said if there was enough DNA from the lost baby to establish paternity, he would test for me, but I am not concerned with that so much as taking anyone who treats Omegas this way and ousting them and jailing them.

I’ll admit I surprised myself with my angry outburst. My office needs some repairs now. A new chair or two for starters and a lot of clean up. I wipe my face with my hand and massage my temples then heave an enormous sigh. This is not my usual demeanor, but something in me can’t stand for this.

‘You feel this way because you thought of our mate as an Omega for a long time and know she was treated poorly and the guilt and anger is eating at you,’ My wolf, Tam, says in my mind.

‘I was an asshole to always tease her like that and Dad wa