CHAPTER 89: DON'T MAKE ME YOUR ENEMY
DONOVAN'S POV:
I drove to a bar and sat alone to have a drink. Maybe a few glasses of whiskey might help clear my head and calm my nerves. But nothing worked. After two shots of whiskey, I decided to head back home. Maybe a cold shower would help.
As I stepped into my bedroom, I slammed the door so hard the frame rattled, but the noise didn't even come close to the storm screaming in my head. I didn't even have time to kick off my boots or catch my breath before I heard a sharp knock. I didn't even get a chance to say go away before the door swung open and my father, Alpha Reed, stepped into the room.
I let out a loud groan. I knew exactly what time it was. He was here for the "Alpha Talk"—the lecture about how I’m supposed to be this perf
