Chapter 95. All of Them

Atticus’s POV

Blood splatters across the door as I push it open. The heavy wood creeks under my fists, and my knuckles burn from the impact. I don’t have the balls to look in the mirror in my office. I know I am covered in blood.

I have never had a loyalty problem before. I have never had to use my Alpha Command on every pack member before. Today I broke every rule I put in place for myself when I became an Alpha. The blood that drips from my body belongs to those who dared to defy me. I never expected so many of my pack members to still be loyal to my father or Theo, but their opinion no longer matters. They are dead, all of them.

I close my eyes and try to calm the unease in my mind. I don’t like what this situation has turned me into. This is how my father would have dealt with the traitors. The sound of their screams and their begging fills my head, and I can’t seem to shake it free. But they left me no choice. An example had to be made.

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