Chapter 110

Alpha Hamilton Every day that maid comes in and injects me with something, I suppose that’s what keeps my body limp and useless. My son Maurice has turned into a snake. It’s his ritual to come once a week just to gloat, to stand over me and say to my face that he’s the alpha now and that he’s doing a better job than I ever did. I can’t move except for my eyes. It’s been like this for three years. I haven’t seen Bella even once; her husband could at least bring her so I could see my child. I still remember the way she looked at me that day, like I’d plunged a knife into her chest. But I did everything for her, and the worst part, I couldn't spend the money I got from Dylan. By now Maurice has probably squandered it. What does that runt know about leadership or politics? He’s just a child. Once I regain my strength and my position, I’ll make him pay. I’ll make him suffer the way he’s made me suffer. He locked me in this filthy, dark room full of dirt and cobwebs with no thought fo