Chapter 192

• Zander's POV
• 'Control, Zander. Control.' With my fingers balled up, feet restlessly tapping on the cold floor and eyes staring nowhere in the air, I tried to keep cool.
• My head was a boiling volcano. I can feel the bubble popping in my skull and exasperation boil like lava in its mouth. Why? Because I was not being heard. These stupid alphas were not ready to listen to me. They drew their own stupid guesses while applying ever so bloody stupid logics.