WRITER'S POV

“This is so shocking! Were you aware?” Carlos asked as he settled into a seat. After the news of Alpha Dante's arrest, he'd rushed to Alpha Greg's house.

Ignoring his question, Alpha Greg calmly took a gulp of his drink. Without a single pressure, he placed the glass back on the table. Carlos had his eyes on him as he helped himself with the bottle.

“It was long overdue. It had been coming,” Alpha Greg mumbled.

Carlos looked away, deep in thoughts. “Damnit.” This wasn't how things was supposed to pan out. This piece was not in his game plan at all. Not in his wildest imagination did...