Alpha 145

I headed back to the room where my family was. In light of the circumstances, I had no idea what to do. I was lost. I was unable to move in any way.

Adrian’s statements did not give me the feeling that he would cause any harm to my children.

But why did he want to keep them away from me? He wanted to punish me by doing that.

If he threw my family out of this pack, then where would we go? What about Jason? Who would treat him?

As I was passing by a room, my eyes landed on a door that was slightly ajar, I decided to look inside.

I noticed Gamma Benjamin groaning in pain. I opened the door wide and saw him looking in the mirror while dabbing a cotton ball on his neck.

I was able to recognize the wound. It was me who bit his neck in the war.

The fact that I had misunderstood him and caused him pain made me feel horrible. Everything he did was an attempt to protect his Alpha from me.

He reminded me of our Gamma, who betrayed us. Our Gamma could have been like him. If he had shown even the slightest amount of loyalty, we woul

situation right now.

“You!”

Gamma Benjamin noticed me in the mirror and turned around.

As soon as I noticed that he was shirtless, I averted my gaze. It was then that he strolled over to the bed, grabbed his shirt, and put it on.

As he was buttoning up the shirt, he let out a slight groan when the collar of the shirt made contact with his neck.

With a sigh, I entered the room and walked in.

“It’s okay. Calm down,” I let out in a lower tone.

He paused and looked at me. “Why are you here?”

“Sit down.”

“What?” he asked me with confusion.

“I said sit down. Let me treat your wound.”

It seemed as though my statement took him by surprise. “Excuse me? Why would you do that?”

After making my way to the closet, I retrieved a first–aid kit and then proceeded to move towards him.

The box caught his attention, and he sat down on the bed. It was clear to me that he was feeling frustrated with his wound, and that was why he did not

When I came to a stop in front of him, I moved his chin with my finger so that I could examine his wound carefully.

“I didn’t recognize that the Alpha Wolf was his ex–wife,” he muttered while looking at the blank wall.

I opened the box and took out a knife. “Even if you had known, you would have attacked me.”

He did not say anything in response. But when he glanced at my hand, he frowned at me.

“What will you do with the knife? Are you planning to take my life?”

While I was shaking my hand, I cut my palm. His eyes widened in shock.

“What the hell!”

I could understand his reaction. Anyone would have reacted the same way. So, to clear his confusion, I replied,

“My claws and canines are poisonous. So the wound won’t heal so soon because the only cure that can help it is my blood.”