Chapter 125 Hundred And Twenty Five

• RYAN’S POV
• I waited until the guards brought him in, not bound, not dragged, just marched in like the arrogant bastard he’s always been, acting like he still mattered, like his name held weight here. He didn’t even flinch when he saw me sitting on the Alpha’s throne, my throne. He just kept walking like this was a misunderstanding, like I’d somehow owe him an apology by the end of it all. He was wrong. He was so fucking wrong.
• He looked around, probably noticed the crest had changed, that none of the guards moved at his barked command. And yet, he still tried it.