Chapter one hundred and fifty one

Zach’s POV

I stood alone on the balcony, my thoughts consumed by the complexities of my relationship with women as a whole.

Why did they have to be so complicated? I had done nothing to deserve this kind of torture.

I was sure Lucas or Mateo didn’t have this kind of problem.

Why me?

As the alpha, the weight of my responsibilities often overshadowed my personal life, leaving little room for emotional vulnerability. It was a lonely existence, one that even my own father struggled to breach.

But I was sure my father didn’t go through this kind of pain.

Lost in my contemplation, I was startled when my father joined me, his presence both comforting and unsettling.

We had always had a strained relationship, our roles as current alpha and former alpha creating an unspoken wall between us.

We rarely communicated like a typical father and son, and our interactions were often laced with tension.

He looked at me, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and understanding. "Zach, I can see that so