Ninety

Cult

I hear back into the house after being on a mission for the past week. I want to be anywhere from the pack house currently and to be back here, it is infuriating that I cannot express it. I eat my dinner quietly as I go through the files that I have kept on probation for as long as possible.

I can hear her footsteps as I eat my food silently and I have had rest for the past few weeks but now, I cannot seem to hide my anger and frustration. It pains me to think that I almost attacked my own mother.

I could not see when Irish was trying to reach me. I was blinded by my anger so much that I could not see anyone or feel anything. This is the reason why I turned my back without looking again. However, I am still Alpha—no matter how much I think I deserve to be away.

I have duties and I have to remember my duties no matter what. However, being here in her presence again makes me realize that I am alpha and this is my responsibility. It doesn’t matter how much I want to live in solitude