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ALPHA ASHER’S POV

Even till these days, I still remember those moments and shudder as though I would wither. The Pack was not grateful because of how I had planned to rule them after my father died, passing down the Alpha title. If I had to rule them with a heavy hand, just like my father did, I would have been revered like a god.

But seeing people suffer didn't look any good and I took firm resolve to change things for the better. Some of the Pack members sometimes took me for granted because I was quiet and calm, with very few moments and bouts of showing the real me, and that gave some the temerity to do what they did.

My jaw tightened as I suddenly felt like killing each and every one of them. They deserved to die, they needed to be ruled with an iron hand. They needed to have some fear in them, else they might plot against me some day. I couldn't help wondering if I was feeling this way because I was vexed or because it was the right thing to feel at this point.

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