Chapter 179: _ I Didn’t Do it
I stared at my father and Álvaro, heart pounding, and head spinning. My brain was still stuck on the fact that I had supposedly been gone for two days. Two. Whole. Days.
That wasn’t possible. I had left the packhouse last night. I knew it.
And yet... the way they were looking at me like I was some treacherous, backstabbing bastard was making my stomach twist into knots.
Álvaro’s smug grimace was so annoying with his arms still crossed over his chest like he was enjoying the hell out of this. Pinche idiota.
"I have no idea what the hell you two are talking about," I finally said, keeping my voice steady because I couldn’t let these two men see me break despite the chaos in my head.
My father scoffed. "Don’t lie to me, Axel."
I clenched my fists. "I’m not lying. I don’t know what’s going on, but I’d rather cut out my own tongue than bow to a man like Don Diego just to get the Alpha post." My lip curled. "And Rosa? You can tell her to go suck her own ass for all I care."
Álvaro grunted loudly, but I wasn’t finished. I turned to him, eyes locking onto his with an intensity that finally made his smug expression waver.
"But the Alpha post?" I stepped closer, invading his space. "Oh, I do want it, hermano." My voice dropped lower now. "And whatever I want, I get."
Álvaro’s smirk twitched and his body stiffened instantly. My little brother’s entire life was set on the Alpha post. He’d wake up early and sleep late just to attend to pack matters
I would give it to him that he’s worked hard to acquire this post, but he wasn’t the man for it. He had the determination and efficiency but lacked the compassion the people of this pack needed.