96: Momentary Win

ALPHA XANDER’S POV

“I don’t think the guests will be too pleased to find your father in law in this state,” Donovan comments, motioning toward Jameson, like I asked for his input.

I look down at the man on the floor, bleeding and choking on his own blood and wish I killed him, but I didn’t, I couldn’t. No matter how much I wanted to. And I so bloody wanted to end his miserable existence.

Alpha Jameson is one of those people that will never admit their wrong, not even at the face of death. I’m quite sure he knows I don’t want to kill him, if I did, he knows he would not have lived this long.

Something, or rather someone—his daughter that’s upstairs is the only reason I keep holding back from ending him. Their relationship isn’t stellar, which would be obvious even to a blind man. I didn’t want to kill him, not until she gave me the go ahead and seeing as we aren’t besties who divulge their secrets. He’ll be alive for much longer than I would have liked.

“There are no guests,” I grumble