Chapter 123: Allister

Allister POV

I hauled the unconscious body of Alpha Almed and threw him in the cell next to the deceased body of Alpha John.

The thud of his body echoed in the small space in the cells. My plan was slowly coming together. Only a few more days until the Alpha Gala, where I would be able to take back what was rightfully mine.

I wiped my hands on my jeans and locked the cell before going back up to the main bunker to meet up with daddy dearest. I walked into his office area that was in the bunker. Although we were underground, one would have no idea with how high the ceilings were and the open concept the entire room was. A bar sat off to the side where my father was standing, pouring himself and I a couple of fingers worth of Bourbon.

I plopped down onto the sofa that sat adjacent to the bar and rested my arms on the back of the couch.

My father, also known as “The Reaper”, looked at me and raised an eyebrow. “Did you get it done?” His voice was cool and devoid of emotion.

I rolled