Denver's POV
"My Alpha, you have a visitor." Adolphus informed me, lowering his head.
I laughed in agony, taking hold of the alcohol bottle as I gulped it hungrily.
"My Alpha." He tried to stop me from drinking much but I pushed him away.
"Let me go!" I yelled at his face.
"Let me do what I want to do." I said drunkenly.
My eyes wandered around the garden, I was sitting on the grass with bottles of alcohol around me.
Overnight, I had drunk about fifteen bottles and I wasn't planning to stop.
I wanted to drown myself, hoping everything that was happening was all a dream and everything would vanish when I got over it.
"My Alpha, please get your act together. You have been this way for more than three days and the other Alpha's are agitating." He said sadly, his voice indirectly urging me.
