The Alpha

"He stays here?" I ask, hand in hand with Damon as we approach the shady-looking building in the not-so good part of the city.

"As you said, he apparently really cared about his pack. I think he's the only Alpha that I know that didn't have a hefty private account stashed somewhere. He left the pack with nothing. He invested everything he had back in his people only to be stabbed in the back." Damon explains while looking around to make sure Kat did a good job at distracting the guards that Beta sent to supervise his former friend. I never liked the Alpha, but even I can admit he didn't deserve this.

"Then how does he pay for this place?"

"I assume someone sends him money. Axel maybe?" Damon asks and I shrug. I doubt it's him, but that would be better than the Beta playing on both sides.

I take a deep breath before we knock on the door. I am so damn nervous that I feel my heartbeat in the tip of my fingers, adrenaline pumping my veins, ready to act if it doesn't go as planned. But bef