#Chapter 65: Will I Ever Run out of Reasons for Revenge?

"Will I ever run out of reasons for revenge?" I rail in the car on the way to the luncheon. "Your father, you, me, Charis's murder, and now this? Where does it end, Marcus?" I remember just in time not to mention Brady. I need to rein it in a little bit; I'm losing the thread, here. Marcus isn't supposed to know about the gang, or that I have a revenge list as long as my arm. In truth, it's been easy to lose sight of the fact that this all started because I set out to take revenge on Charles on behalf of myself. I've become so deeply entwined with the Alpha's household, with Charles's designs on them and the gang, that I've almost forgotten about myself. Falling in love with Marcus has made my priorities shift, as has my deepening friendship with the Alpha. None of this is playing out like I had ancticipated it would, and in so many ways, that's been a good thing. But it's also been tragic - so many lives destroyed or disrupted by Charles and his selfish, sniveling, self-se