#Chapter 20 Alpha Evan
What?
What did they just say?
Executed?
I stared down at my gleaming plate, and the faint reflection of my wide eyes in the ceramic stared back.
Executed. I hadn't misheard.
I wasn't stupid. I'd known Elly, Maria, and Kris had never thought of me as real family, even if they had given me somewhat preferential treatment when I did as they wanted. I wasn't grieving their loss the way I would have with loving family members.
But they were dead. Killed.
And they weren't the only ones. Images flashed across Osborn's mind, enough that I could gather immediately who the casualties were. Alpha Kris's siblings, aunts and uncles to Elly and Maria, pack members who had lived together for decades... killed. Executed.
