Monday, November 26th

(Demetri’s POV)

I wake with a groan as the sunlight peaks its way through the drawn curtains of my hotel room. The emptiness of my bed and the near absolute silence of the room reminds me of how much I dislike this part of being the alpha, of being involved in the fight to change packs like Red Fang. Despite knowing for years that they were a rough group to deal with, I have simply let them live. I can not begin to explain why I refused to stop interacting with them even after Kristoph raped multiple prospects and molested many of my pack’s pups. I guess I knew deep down that I would eventually discover the good ones, the ones who deserve a chance at a better life.

My emotions have been all over the place since Cole left. So many unanswered questions and what if’s roll through my head making it difficult to sleep at night. We did everything we could to get him back before he returned to the one place I could not step foot on without risking my life to save him. As much as I want to b