Evan sat across from me, his expression calm and attentive, as he patiently awaited my words. I could feel the weight of his gaze, adding to my unease as I scrambled to find the right phrases to convey my thoughts. The room felt charged with unspoken tension, and every tick of the clock seemed to amplify my hesitation. I realized that overthinking wouldn’t do me any good, so with a deep breath, I decided to plunge straight into the conversation, ready or not.
I began sharing everything I knew with him, starting with the dubious actions of Alpha Matthew. I detailed the myriad of morally questionable and outright illegal deeds he had committed—each one potentially deserving of multiple death sentences. With every word, I painted a vivid picture of the depths of Matthew's depravity and the c
