Chapter 59. Desire of Power

I was evil, I know. But with all the years that my family served the Tyrells, after all the suffering I endured being just a second to him, me, as his shadow all those years, I believed it was my time now to take the spotlight from him. I was more capable of ruling this pack. He got the position by blood. But I would take it from him with skill and wit.

“What do you want me to do now, Edison? I want to help you,” I asked him in a calm voice and he looked at me, his expression now getting softer than the time Richard and I entered the hall. I thought he was already exhausted.

There were already bags under his eyes, indicating he hadn't gotten any sleep for many days. “I will do my best to help you. Just tell me how and I’ll do it.” I lied, bowing to him, evading looking into his eyes.

He exhaled, propping his arms against the table to steady his feet. It seemed he had loaded himself with alcohol since last night. “I-I searched for her when I returned to the bedchamb