Chapter 82: What's wrong with the Alpha?

ZADOK I wore my dress shirt as I prepared to address my people.  It’s been three years since I returned. I never reached out to my people or attempted to associate with them.  Today was the end. The end of my string of wickedness to my people and the start of a new dawn in the Blood Hound pack. For seven days, I let myself mourn like I should have been for the past three years. I let out all the pains locked in my heart and sought for myself like a pin in a haystack.  Hearing the message from Ithra was the wake-up call I didn’t think I needed. I didn’t realise how much I had disappointed myself, my people, and Ithra with my actions over the past few years.  I was selfish. Blinded by my pain, I ignored the suffering of everyone else. I had lost my mate and instead of taking it like the strong wolf I was supposed to be, I sent others to their death with a ridiculous mission to find someone who was dead. My heart hurt not only for her death, but for what her death made me, and what it cos