Kane's POV
The bottle in my hand was empty again.
I stared at the crystal tumbler sitting in front of me like it held answers to questions I couldn't even form anymore.
When had I started drinking? This morning? Yesterday felt like a blur. Last week? Hell, the days had melted together since finally inheriting my parents' territory and becoming Alpha.
A title that felt both long overdue and like something I didn’t deserve and could never even hope to live up to.
My advisors had given up on me completely. They'd stopped scheduling meetings after I missed half of them and showed up drunk to the other half. The few times I did appear, I'd snarl at anyone who dared question my decisions. Or lack thereof.
The territory was crumbling under my distracted leadership.
Trade agreements sat un
