Chapter 164

ALPHA DORIAN'S POV The morning was colder than usual. I stood before the mirror, adjusting the silver cufflinks on my black sleeves. The faint light glinted off the stone ring on my right hand—an ancient artifact passed down from my bloodline. My reflection appeared calm, composed, the kind of Alpha image I had always cultivated. But beneath the surface, a storm churned. Today, I had planned to speak to Evelyn again. Alone. She had spent the night chained like a beast, raving about fate and blood, claiming Olivia's death was the only solution. It was madness—and it was dangerous. If she ever got free... if she ever spoke to the wrong person... No. She had to be dealt with. Quietly. Permanently. But I needed to be careful. If I killed her too soon, before Olivia was fully on my side, Dominic would never believe my intentions. And the rest of the packs wouldn't either. They would see blood, not strategy. I straightened my collar, preparing myself for the talk with Evelyn, to gauge whethe