#Chapter 35 A Single Alpha’s Gala

I can admit, I’ve ben petty. It was a rough day when I realized Alicia was playing Alpha Connor like she so easily played Alpha Herold. Mara was finally sent to the Royal pack hospital, and it’s been enough time to consider the evil plans of that witch and whatever she has going on with Alpha Connor. To double down on my theory that the Luna-title-stealer is creating this poison to gain power in a pack; any pack with a weak, pathetic Alpha. I demanded to throw a gala for single Alpha’s, the attendees not as high in numbers than the normal parties thrown in this palace, but it’s enough for me to stakeout my mission. I sit on the gold throne up front, the gala in full throw. The music is blaring, the women are throwing themselves, and Gabriel seems less than amused with this theme. He sits in the throne beside me, sneering at the hapless, desperate woman throwing themselves at any man with an Alpha title. He looks through me, shaking his head. “Come on