Ryder

I pulled on the restraints, growling in anger. I didn't understand how they could hold me down. I'm a werewolf! No cloth cuffs should be able to keep me tied to the bed. This was unbelievable. Alpha Ryan had Brook, and here I was, strapped to a hospital bed. Who knows what he was doing to her? It was my fault. I should have been faster. I failed my mate, and I had to fix it!

My whole body ached with my wolf being so close to the surface. My nails had grown longer and darker while dark hair peppered my arms. The new sharpness of my teeth cut the insides of my mouth, and I tasted blood. It only made the wolf even more anxious. I pulled on the cuffs again to no avail and howled in fury.

"If you want out of bed you're going to need to calm down, Ryder," Dad demanded from the door. His face was uncharacteristically hard. In his eyes, I saw the wolf and something that looked a lot like fear.

I stilled, confused. Was Dad afraid? Did my uncle do something to Brook? "How am I supposed to calm down? He has my mate."

"Yes, and unless you want to hand him the pack and kill your mate, you need to calm down."

What he was saying made sense but every fiber in my body screamed at me to get free at any cost. With a roar, I tried to rip free of the restraints, but again I wasn't able to. I fell back on the bed panting with sweat. I wasn't about to give up. I was an alpha, and I would save my mate. I clenched my teeth, I tried again, and again, and again until my wrists were so raw they bled. Sweat drenched the bed and me. I felt my wolf, exhausted as I was, go back into the recesses of my psyche.

"Finished?"

I growled at him, but I was too tired to do more. I was a failure. What kind of alpha was I? I couldn't get out of one stupid bed! I failed Brook, and I failed my pack.

"Good," Dad said, walking over and sitting next to me. "Ryder, what are the rules for being an alpha?"

Seriously? Did he want to rub my failure in my face? "Dad-"

"What are the rules?"

I sighed, trying to swallow down the shame. "Always be fair and just. Alpha isn't a king but a guardian. We serve the pack not the other way around. The good of the pack must come first."

the civilian population, the children, and the older generation sum up half the pack. They depend on us to keep them safe, to protect them and our decisions

suggesting...Dad wasn't

Say the

hoping I was wrong. "An alpha

"Do you understand what that

of yourself, so you're strong and to be true means you

able to admit making a mistake. The strength to

alpha means I have to let Uncle Ryan keep Brook

being honest in the sense that you're speaking of. Despite being in the service of the pack, we must also remain true to ourselves. If we betray what's most valuable to us for the pack, we will only foster resentment and

exactly are you trying

to do things you may not like to ensure the safety of the pack and your own. Why do you think Alpha Ryan took Brook? He could have taken you instead of her.

taken me. As much as I hated it, he'd bested me in the fight. "Why

sociopath. He's going to use Brook to manipulate us into giving the pack to him. He's going to do everything in his power to make you lose control because, in turn, it would push me to the edge. He knows I would do anything for

turned my blood to ice.

the pack, for me, and for Brook. We all need

being a human she has a lot of defiance and strength in her. Maybe that's why my son is so fond of her. I can't seem to get him off her for very long. If you don't want your precious little mate spoiled by my son, give me

I would kill him. I had no

look up from the damaged phone to him. "To save Brook and the pack, you need to dominate yourself — strong and true. We have the upper hand here if

have the

wants, and as long as Ryan thinks

like she was safe

of sight while we spread rumors you've lost it. Soon, I say two days tops, he's going to contact me for a negotiation. He'll demand I hand over the

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