Liam
The silk of my tie felt like a noose around my neck, but I pulled it tight until the knot was perfect. I stared into the mirror, barely recognizing the man looking back. For a year, I had been a shadow, a wreck of a man. Now, the stubble on my chin was gone, replaced by the perfection of the Alpha that I was supposed to be.
The withdrawal from Elena’s poison still flared in the back of my mind like a dull reminder of how she had ruined my life, but I pushed it down. I was doing this for Xavier. I was doing this to find Lyra.
“They’re going to eat you alive, Liam.”
Jonathan said, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest.
“I don’t care.”
“You should. The rumors have had a year to fester. To everyone, you are the 'mad Alpha' who shot his own mate at the do
