The Lost Alpha

Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months as Maxmillian Knight felt utterly miserable. In just a few days, he had lost everything, most of all his wife, his Luna—the woman he cherished with his life. He couldn't fathom how he had allowed his son to take everything away from him.

"How on Earth did you let yourself get pregnant by Alexander?" Maxmillian asked rhetorically. "Why did you do this to me, Amelia?" he cried helplessly. He was sitting on the floor in front of his couch, taking shots, drowning in sorrow, with tears streaming down his cheeks. He was dead drunk, soaked in his own tears, unable to think clearly. To him, the world had ended. There was nothing left to fight for, and he was too scared to visit his son, Jason, fearing he might be followed again. He had no idea where his sister Aleah was. There was no one to talk to, no friends to confide in. The thought of starting over terrified him.

Maxmillian eventually passed out on the floor of his sitting room. When G