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In her hands was a keg of petroleum and lighter.

“I told your father but he did not do anything. I wonder if he would react when I set you on fire.” She growled at me, her eyes spoke fury - nothing but that. All of their eyes spoke of nothing but anger directed at me alone.

I walked backward with my hands raised in the air in surrender.

“You all should calm down, I hate my father just the way you all hate him,” I uttered looking at all of them in the eyes with seriousness.

Helsa laughed; dry laughter.

“How can you hate your father? He...”

“He killed my mother.” I interrupted. Their scowled face dropped and morphed into pity.

“Don’t look at me that way, I hate it. This is why I needed someone to trust. That someone can only be you and now, your gangs. We have the same motive. I am an Alpha blood, I will kill my father with my hands and become the Alpha. I promise you all that if you help me eliminate him and my grandfather, I will make this pack comfortable for everyone.” I looked a