The whole 'alpha' dynamic in stories always fascinates me—especially when it’s personal. If we’re talking about a werewolf pack or a dystopian hierarchy, the alpha who despised you probably either crumbled under their own arrogance or got outmaneuvered. I’ve seen this trope play out in stuff like 'Teen Wolf' or 'The Wolf Among Us', where power struggles never end cleanly. Maybe they lost their status because their cruelty backfired, or the pack turned against them. Realistically, though? People (or alphas) who fixate on hatred often self-destruct. Their obsession blinds them, and without allies, they’re just a tyrant on borrowed time.
Personally, I’d guess they’re either licking their wounds somewhere or doubling down until it ruins them. Either way, karma’s got a way of balancing things—whether through a rival alpha, a rebellion, or their own hubris. It’s satisfying when narratives let the villain’s hatred consume them instead of the protagonist.