#Chapter128
My heads jumbled. Nothing makes sense. My mum is the Alpha of the rogues? When? How? Why? /"What the fuck does she want?/" I snarled, gripping hold of the bars. /"She wants revenge./" He answered. /"She's our Alpha, we don't question her./" He added. /"She's not a fucking Alpha./" I sneered. Dom placed his hand on my shoulder and I took a deep breath, /"Beta Caleb, go./" He ordered. Conan growled in my mind at the command.