Caleb
Maxwell remained in my office, fuming with anger.
"You are despicable; no wonder your father never trusted you to be Alpha!" Maxwell's words cut deep, and in a flash of anger, I banged my hand on the table, trying to stop the flow of insults.
It was a wound I had buried for years, and now he had ripped it open.
But Maxwell was far from finished.
"No, you will listen, Father," he said, his voice trembling with fury.
"You could never be the Alpha like your brother was. Uncle Amos would have never done this. You banished my cousin for your selfish reasons and forced my mate out there in the same way. To what end, Father? Do you think these people you surround yourself with love you? Did it ever occur to you that the deaths of the Alpha, Beta, and Gamma weren’t coincidental? That
