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Tamara’s pov I knocked on Alpha Ben’s office door. “Come on in,” he said, and I opened the door, and he looked at me with a smile. “I will be right downstairs,” he said, and I nodded. “Actually, I wanted to ask you something. You said something the other day, and it made me wonder,” I said, and he gestured that I sit down. “You will be Alpha Queen, I will answer every question you have,” he said confidently. It’s actually somewhat a consolation hearing that someone other than my family believes that I can pull it off. “It’s about what you said yesterday. Alpha Darius was going to kill your father, it would have been easier to let him do it,” I said and then paused. “Why did you want to be the one who kills him? Why did you want to be the one who hurts and kills him? Even