Lisa's POV:
"Atticus? I didn't expect you to be here still. How are you doing now?" I looked at Atticus and tried my best to smile. However, he was not as interested in me as before.
He was very formal. He was treating our current interaction as an ordinary social gathering.
Although I didn't like him, I still couldn't help but feel sad. It was the kind of sadness that came from losing something that originally belonged to me. Initially, everything he had should have been mine be it his wealth or his pack.
But now, it seemed that I had messed up.
I could only turn around and look at the others still waiting for me.
Based on the current scene, this couldn't be considered a formal Alpha gathering, but there were enough people. In particular, some packs could almost be called the family of the Werewolf King in the past.
I think, as a future Alpha, I needed their recognition.
