Chris's POV

(Three Days Later)

It was over for me.

“Alpha King! Wait, please!” the Red Moon Delta begged, but my father’s claws sank deeper into his throat.

Vanessa was on the ground in tears. I didn’t even understand her. What was the point of crying? Her mother was a fraud—what was there to mourn?

“How dare you!” my father barked. “How dare you use sorcery on me! You and that bitch of a woman!”

The “bitch of a woman” who was the ...