Chapter 49

• Alpha Liam
• Stalking into the room, I unbutton my tux before I take my place at the head of the long table. “Gentlemen,” I say, extruding a confidence so powerful that I notice some of the Betas casting their gazes down in submission. My eyes graze over the Alphas who are seated around me. They all look uneasy as I casually raise a finger up to Brent. He moves quickly to fetch a glass of whiskey for me and places it on the table. The room is silent as I take a sip of the amber gold, the crystal tumbler making a soft thudding noise as I place it in front of me.
• “I trust that you’ve found your time here hospitable,” I say, watching as they all nod and chime in, appreciating the work that went into making tonight happen.