Chapter Mental conflict
I deeply sighed as I fell back on my chair. My thoughts were in a conflict. On one hand, to save the pack, I had to forget everything that had been done to me. Claire's death, Kirely's death,the accident...I just had to let it go. On the other hand, doing the first would go against each of my principles. I don't allow anyone to mess with my family and friends, they never go scott free.
What was it good an alpha werewolf if I couldn't protect my loved ones. I mean my duty as an alpha was to protect my pack….but my family was just as much my pack.
We were facing threats from two fronts, the vampires and the council. I was supposed to make a decision that would benefit the most people, being a leader came with making hard choices.
If I decide to let this off, won't people see me as a weak target, a person who's decisions are made for him. No, no…. , I thought. What if I do something without involving the pack, do something to Arnold secretly.
" Wellington" I mind linked my beta
" Get anyone who's willing to fight for my cause at my office"