Dante’s POV

Jalen exhales loudly. "Hey, I get it. My father was hard on me too. When my parents died, I was only sixteen. The first few years being Alpha, I didn't do shit but party and sleep around. Even when I found Kamala, I continued that lifestyle while she took care of most of the pack responsibilities. Now, look at me. My best friend was killed, I almost lost the love of my life, and most of my pack are rogues due to my bad leadership." He took another shot of whisky. "That ...