CHAPTER 84: GAMES

VIKTOR

“On a scale of one to ten, how mad do you think he is?” I whisper into Rowan's ear as we both watch Dominic from across the room.

He is right now talking with a couple of alphas, trying to integrate himself with them or something, with a fake smile and even faker laugh. I am surprised no one has actually walked away from him.

“Oh, he is simmering all right,” she answers with a chuckle. “And he can't be having it easy since he can't explode out here in front of witnesses. It makes me wonder, really.”

“Hmm, about what?”

“Well, from what I remember of him, he always believed he was right. That his actions and words were justified. So, seeing him here, trying to behave himself, trying to appear… normal and sane- and doing a very poor job of it, I might I add - it makes me wonder. Deep down, in that place where he has buried his conscience and all sense of morality, does he know he is wrong? I mean, he has to, right? If he didn't, he wouldn't be pretending now, right?”

“Don't think