Chapter 106. Tragic Trajectories

Mason’s POV

Alpha Riley was fishing for information. He prided himself in knowing everything about the other packs, and many other Alphas had occasionally come here to blow off some steam, fuck women who weren’t their wives, and get high as kites before returning to their obligations.

During their stay, they indulged in everything that Riley offered, and in return, they shared some information about the other packs. The dirtier, the better. This man was a perv.

“How’s your father?” Riley asked with a sigh when I hadn’t answered any other question he asked.

“He’s good. He and my mother are happy in retirement,” I said.

“Oh, I doubt he’s retired. That man never could live without his job as an Alpha, never even came here to bathe in the bliss of our ways,” he said and circled his arms in the air with a smile.

“He preferred the bliss of home with his family,” Graham said in a monotone voice.

Alpha Riley snarled and scoffed.

“Yes, I