Scott.

When I sensed the Alpha's wrath, I rushed in. His murderous aim. His threatening demeanor. As I scurry inside his office, I find him. The Alpha clutches Sophia’s neck right in front of me. He had a firm grip on her neck. His murderous purpose filled the atmosphere. I quickly tried to think of a way to diffuse the situation. I step forward, trying to keep my voice steady and calm. I asked him to let her go.

“Alpha, please,” I beg, but he refuses.

“Alpha, please have mercy on her. She’s one of your pack members,” I begged again, but he didn’t listen. I tried to reason with...