Lennox’s POV
The words hit like a punch.
"The Alpha throne," he continued, his voice steady, almost casual. "It was never ant to leave ."
My stomach tightened.
"You’ll help reclaim it."
I forced myself to remain calm. "How?"
He studied again, like he was deciding how much to reveal.
"You’re strong," he said. "Skilled. Ruthless when needed. I’ve seen how you fight."
I said nothing.
"You move without hesitation," he went on. "You don’t freeze. You don’t second-guess."
He picked up his glass again, swirling the liquid inside.
"n like that are useful."
My jaw clenched. "Useful for what?"
He smiled.
"At first, you’ll stay close," he said. "Listen. Watch. Learn their weaknesses."
Their.
"You’ll tell what Levi and Louis are planning," he continued. "Where they go. Who they trust."
My blood ran cold.
"And when the ti is right," he said softly, "you’ll remove them."
The room seed to tilt.
"Remove...?" I asked, even though I already knew.
"Kill them," he said plainly.
For a heartbeat, I couldn’t breathe.
"With them gone," he continued calmly, "the pack will need strong leadership. Order. Stability."
He leaned back against the table.
"I’ll step in."
My hands curled into fists at my sides.
"And Olivia?" he added, watching closely. "With them out of the way, she’ll be free. Vulnerable. She’ll need soone."
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"You," he said. "You’ll have her to yourself."
My heart was pounding so hard I was sure he could hear it.
"And I," he finished, lifting his glass in a small toast, "will have my throne."
Silence filled the room.
This was it.
The truth I had been hunting.
The man who wanted dead.
My own father.
I kept my face blank, my voice composed, even as sothing dark and furious rose inside .
"Why?" I asked quietly.
"Why do you want to kill your sons?"
For a mont, he just stared at .
Then he laughed.
Not loud.
Not wild.
It was a cold, bitter sound.
"Sons?" he repeated slowly. "You call them my sons?"
He shook his head and took another drink.
"Those boys stopped being my sons the day they turned on ," he said. "The day they banished . The day they stripped of my title and dragged my na through the dirt like I was nothing."
My jaw tightened.
"They ridiculed ," he went on. "In front of the council. In front of the pack. They chose to sha instead of standing by their father."
So that was it.
This wasn’t about the throne alone.
This was revenge.
"They sent away," he continued, his voice hard now. ". Their father. Their blood. And they sent their mother with like she was so burden."
I finally understood.
This was anger that had been rotting for years.
"They decided I was no longer worthy to be their father," he said. "So I decided to stop being one."
My hands curled into fists.
I wanted to shout.
To tell him he was wrong.
To tell him he was sick.
But I didn’t.
I forced my face to stay calm.
"And if you take them away," I asked slowly, "what about their children?"
He paused.
For the first ti, there was no smile.
"My grandchildren?" he said. "No."
He shook his head once.
"They are not threats," he said firmly. "They’re too young. Innocent. They’ll rule after one day. In ti. Maybe fourteen years from now."
The way he said it chilled .
Like everything was already planned.
"The only ones in my way," he continued, "are Levi and Louis."
He stepped closer.
"You kill them," he said softly, "and everything falls into place."
My blood burned.
"And you?" he added, watching closely. "You’ll be rewarded."
He spread his hands slightly.
"Olivia," he said. "Money. Land. Power."
His eyes glead.
"Anything you want."
He leaned in just enough that I could sll the alcohol on his breath.
"So," he asked quietly, "will you do it?"
"Will you kill them?"
I stared at him.
Really stared.
Not even in my wildest nightmares had I imagined this.
My father.
The man who taught how to fight.
The man who once told us that blood was sacred.
The man who swore family would always co before anything.
It was him.
All these years... it had been him.
The powerful hand that could whisper one order and make a guard disappear.
The voice that could promise gold, land, protection—and buy silence.
The man who could plan my death and call it strategy.
He hadn’t just wanted gone.
He wanted us gone.
Levi.
Louis.
.
The silence in the room grew thick. Heavy. It pressed against my chest until breathing felt like work.
So this was why.
Why the lies never stopped.
Why danger followed even after death.
Why soone powerful enough to clean up every trace had wanted erased.
I felt sothing dark twist inside .
Not fear.
Betrayal.
You’ve been angry all this ti, I said quietly to myself.
I swallowed.
The room felt smaller. Like the walls were closing in.
I forced myself to breathe slowly. Calmly.
If I reacted now, I wouldn’t be able to expose him.
"I need ti," I said at last.
He raised a brow slightly. "Ti?"
"Yes," I replied. "This isn’t a small thing. You’re asking to kill powerful Alphas."
A pause.
Then a thin smile.
"I thought you might say that," he said. "I’m not unreasonable."
He stepped back, giving space—but it felt like a trap, not rcy.
"Think about it," he continued. "But don’t take too long."
His gaze sharpened.
"And rember sothing, Kaine," he said quietly. "If you try to betray —no one will believe you."
My jaw tightened.
"It will be your word," he went on calmly, "against mine. A once-before Alpha. A grieving father. And you?"
He glanced up and down.
"A guard. A nobody."
The words were ant to crush .
I bowed my head slightly. "I understand."
He studied for a long mont, searching my face for cracks.
"Be fast," he said. "And be loyal."
I nodded once. "Yes."
I turned toward the door.
Every step away from him felt unreal. Like walking out of a nightmare I couldn’t wake from.
Just before I reached the door, his voice ca again—soft, almost gentle.
"Rember," he said, "everything you want is on the other side of this."
I didn’t answer.
I opened the door and walked out.
The corridor felt colder than before. Empty. Silent.
My hands were shaking now, but I kept moving.
It was him.
My own father.
The man who wanted his sons erased so he could rule again.
I clenched my fists as I walked.
I’ll think about it, I had said.
But deep down, I already knew the truth.
I wouldn’t kill them.
I would kill him myself.
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