Chapter 13: The Alpha's Desperation

After hastily concluding the press conference, Tanya retreated to the privacy of her car and immediately checked the public sentiment on her comm-unit. The majority of the comments were still in her favor. She quickly spent a fortune on hired trolls to mass-report and get the accounts of her detractors permanently banned, solving the problem at its root. Once that was handled, she called Wesley. One call, two calls, three... over a dozen calls went straight to voicemail. Refusing to give up, she then called his head beta. This time, someone picked up. "Where is Wesley? Why isn't he taking my calls? Tell him I'm not well. I don't think I can go on, I—" She was cut off before she could finish her practiced plea. "Miss Ashwood," the beta's voice came through, accompanied by the frantic clatter of a keyboard, sounding harried. "You need to go to the hospital yourself. The Alpha is... he's seeing red