“All mine; everything is all mine!" Damon announced with a grungy, victorious chuckle as he whirled around in the swivel chair in the main alpha office. He was now the alpha leader, and everything under Goldcrest was his to own and order around. In just a week that had passed, he had his fill of the money, the drugs, the s*x, and the respect.
Brynn must have thought herself so high and mighty that she never gave herself to him, even though he ached to f**k her every day. Back then, he was just an underdog who followed Brynn like a puppy; even in public, they would pay their respects to her before they noticed him. He hated that, and his greed grew. But now she was gone, and he was the leader of the pack.
Knock. Knock.
The door echoed as Damon stopped his chair and looked at the door in
