I hated dinner time.Having to share the room with my father, mother and Lyra was an occasional, yet very dreadful and gloomy occurrence. Lyra had her eyes glued to her plate while I stabbed a piece of a perfectly smoked steak lazily with a fork. We were both waiting, nerves rattled and anxious.It didn’t matter that I was the Alpha now, my father was still regarded as the most powerful man in our pack and beyond. He had been seen as a hero to the pack, people worshipped him, which was why I never met his expectations. He held them way too high. “Malric.” His deep voice dragged, sending waves of anxiety coursing into my body. “A lot needs to be done, yet so much time has been wasted.” I swallowed and could only nod in agreement, “I know, father. I just-”“Shut up and let me finish.” He snapped, his tone striking out at my face like a whiplash, plunging my voice into a humiliating fog of silence. My father never failed to stress the criteria I had to meet, the shoes I had to fill i
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