Chapter 94

• Alexis
• The community center buzzed with more drama. Uncle Blake’s girlfriend, Angela, strode in, flanked by a parade of actors, actresses, and musicians. Each wore a white shirt emblazoned with bold, striking messages: “Byron Must Go!” “No Alpha for Corruption,” and the most damning of all, “Where Is Alex?”. The slogans seemed to glare back at Alpha Jacob and Byron like a crowd of silent accusations that had finally found their voice.
• A faint smile tugged at my lips. Angela, always fearless, had truly outdone herself. Her entrance was like a storm rolling in—unavoidable, undeniable, and entirely unwelcome for Byron and Jacob. She walked with her head high and fixed her gaze on the two men like a hawk zeroing in on prey.