I pulled at the collar of my shirt. The damn thing was too tight, but there was nothing I could do about it.

Gage wasn't a fan either as he constantly played with his sleeves.

I thought about shifting and shredding the tux to ribbons.

If it had not been for the hundreds of alphas all stuffed in the ballroom together I would have.

One of these old bastards wouldn't hesitate in killing me for it. Laws or not, they were all watching and waiting for any opportunity.

Not to mention the hell I would get from my father.

He would probably be the first to attack if I shifted.

I looked in the direction of the old bastard himself.

Wolves surrounded him. Vying for his attention. Desperate to become his best friend.

He was a dick to them all. Everyone walked on eggshells around him, but they treated him like a deity.

If they dug a little bit deeper, they could see the insanity in his eyes. It wasn't like he tried to hide it either.

Every day he tried less and less. And that was what scared the living shit out of me.

The rest of the Unknown World hadn't caught on yet. But I knew it would happen soon. It was like waiting for a ball to drop.

But in this case, the ball was a bomb.

"Would you look at that. It's the Insane Alpha two-point o." A voice leered from behind me. "Kill any innocents today?"

I rolled my eyes turning to face the male, my eyes already black.

I had never liked Markus Kraden.

It wasn't the fact that our packs had a history or the fact that our fathers hated each other too.

It was the fact that Markus charmed everyone into thinking he was the best wolf around. The one wolf that would save us all. That he was Superman and everyone else were his subjects.

Except for me, he always made me out to be Lex Luther.

But I never minded. If it kept the power-hungry ass lickers away from me, I would do anything.

"I see you have nothing better to do than bother me," I grumbled as he walked around to face me.

Wolves followed him from his pack and others. Some looked at me like I was dirt under their shoes, confident in Markus if I decided to attack. The others watched in fear, staying as far away from me as possible in case I decided to attack.

"I just wanted to check on you." He smiled with bitter. "It must be so hard to live with a father as insane as yours. No wonder you are so messed up."

I narrowed my eyes. "Then what is your excuse?"

A crowd started to gather but I didn't pay any attention to them. They weren't part of this and I didn't care about them enough to bother.

Gage stepped beside me, putting a hand on both of our shoulders. "Listen, guys, let's not fight."

Markus snapped at Gage.

I pushed Markus back, snapping at him for threatening my pack member.

Gage put a hand in my shoulder. "Ignore him, Cassar, he's not worth it."

"It would still be fun though." I ground my teeth.

"It would be fun proving how much of a monster you are?" Markus gleamed.

"No, it would be fun proving how pathetic you are."

"I'm not the pathetic one, daddy's boy." He whispered so his subjects couldn't hear the threats.

"Aren't we all just a little pathetic in our own ways?" Gage laughed, trying to cut the tension.

"Definition of pathetic is Viribus."

"Prove it." I dared him.

"Come on." Gage looked at me nervously. "Let's just go."

"Yeah, Cassar. Go run to daddy."

"At least I have a daddy to run to. Mine wasn't weak enough to get chomped by a bunch of rogues." I growled.

It was a low blow. Especially considering I would have begged for my father to be killed by rogues. It had gotten so bad, I didn't even care anymore.

But it did get the reaction I wanted.

Markus roared in anger, stomping for me.

I smirked wanting him to take that first punch so I had an excuse to beat the crap out of him.

I didn't even notice Gage had disappeared.

"You're the reason your father finally snapped. You're the reason your father is as crazy as he is."

I felt my father's glare on my back.

I didn't bother turning. I would deal with the consequences later.

"Be careful everyone," Markus shouted at the wolves that watched. "You never know when Cassar will finally snap and completely join his father."

I shook my head, clenching my fists. Annoyance running high. Markus didn't have one damn clue about what snapping was.

I had seen plenty of snaps from my father. What was worse was that I knew I was capable of it too.

Markus kept running his mouth, but I wasn't listening to him anymore.

I was too busy imagining my fist down his throat.

"I feel bad for the Viribus a pack. First, they have to deal with an Insane Alpha, and then they get round two with you. Hopefully, your kid won't turn out to be as crazy as you. Unless your pack kills you first."

I didn't let it show, but that one hit me in the gut a little bit. I had my issues with becoming Alpha, I didn't need someone to voice it too.

I raised a brow. "Again, where is your Alpha?"

His gaze heated. Anger spiking at the mention of his dead father.

What I would give to be in Markus' place. I wished my father was dead. It was getting so bad, I didn't feel guilty about it anymore.

Markus took a fighting step closer to me. He was preparing to lunge as he glared at me. All while keeping the crowd from seeing his anger. To everyone watching, he was the perfect Alpha. Keeping everyone safe from me. Nobody saw the power-hunger behind it.

"I wonder how your mate will feel when she finds out that she has been bonded to you. If you are even given one."

And that was the reason I never wanted a mate.

And Markus knew.

"Cassar." Someone called sharply. "Don't do it."

I would wipe that smile right off his robot face. I raised a brow. "You want to talk about mates?"

I didn't know exactly what happened between the rogue that entered my territory and Markus. All I knew was that every time his name was mentioned, she shuttered. It didn't take a genius to guess why.

The rage in Markus' eyes only proved my theory correct.

I started to shake knowing exactly what he had put my friend through. The pain that a rejection caused. I wanted to kill him enough for that.

Markus was shaking across from me. He was going to attack. His left foot inched forward. His fists clenching.

I smirked.

He smiled. He relaxed and leaned back. Tilting his head to me, waiting for the killing blow. "Your mate's hatred for you will be so strong it will make her sick to the point of death. Just like your mother. How does it feel that you and your father's insanity killed your own mother?"

I lunged.

My mother died from an unknown sickness. And wolves didn't get sick.

I didn't care where I was, who was around, or what my father would do to me. I wanted Markus' blood on my hands.

I jolted back as someone grabbed my shoulders and someone else stepped in front of me.

"Cassar." He shouted.

I ignored them, shrugging them off, refusing to break eye contact with the bastard. I kept imagining crushing Markus' head with my hands.

"Not here Cassar." The voice was persistent as he stepped in front of me. Cutting my view of the bastard. "Don't allow your father to kill you."

I growled lowly, pushing between Gage and Alfred.

"He is taking advantage of you. He wants you to be seen as the crazy one." Gage hushed.

"I don't care." I roared.

"One day Markus will pay," Alfred promised. "Today won't be that day."

I growled deeply, giving up on killing Markus. For today.

I turned around and shoved my way through the crowd.

Gage and Alfred followed after me.

"Markus is intimidated by you. He grew up believing that he would be the strongest alpha. Wolves had told him that for years. You poss a threat to that." Alfred said.

"I don't want it."

Alfred grabbed my upper arm.

I snarled at him to let me go.

He held tighter, turning to Gage to leave us.

Gage looked between us, unsure what to do.

I nodded my head, telling him it was fine.

Gage didn't like it but he turned and left us alone. Blending into the crowd.

Alfred didn't loosen his hold but his were eyes no longer on me but someone on the other side of the ballroom. "I know you are not like your father. You don't follow him like a blind dog. One day Cassar, this pack is going to need you and you better be ready for that."

Just by saying those words to, he was asking for a death wish. All I had to do was tell my father what he said, and he would be thrown into the prison and tortured for months. No questions asked. My father was a paranoid bastard. He didn't care if it was the truth or not. A threat to his title was enough to send him over the edge.

Knowing my father, he would get me to do it.

"The last thing this pack needs is me." I grit.

Alfred looked at me sharply. "If you believe that then you a bigger fool than Markus Kraden."

"I'm his son. That makes me just as sick."

"No that makes you powerful. Use it, Cassar."

I glared at him, ripping my arm away. "That title is the last thing I will ever want."

"It doesn't matter. It is your burden to bear. You are the only one that can fix your fathers mistakes. Not yet, but one day."

I glared at him and stormed away.

There was no way in hell I was going to become Alpha.

Aiden always wanted to be Alpha, he could take the position.

I needed to get away but I had nowhere to go.

I sat at the bar, fists clenched, trying to distract myself from the burning anger that threatened to turn around and go to back to breaking Markus' neck.

I begged for something to distract me.

"Do you want to know what I heard?" A female whispered shouted in excitement a few chairs down for me.

"Duh." Someone responded.

"Tell me." Another giggled.

"Okay, but you can't tell anyone. Promise?"

Both the females swore they wouldn't tell a soul.

I rolled my eyes at the gossip loving wolves. That was all this meeting was about, drama and gossip to keep the alphas entertained for the next ten years.

The first voice giggled again. "Do you see that alpha over there with the green shirt standing with his blond daughter?"

I let my eyes scan the room for the alpha they were talking about. Allowing the ridiculous story to distract me for a moment.

"Yeah." She replied, after a couple seconds of searching.

"Uh-huh." The other girl said, anticipation growing.

"And do you see that alpha with the red shirt?" She asked, drawing out the story to gain their full attention.

The other two females told her they did.

"Well," she said letting the reviling in their attention. "That one is sleeping with his daughter."

The females gasped. "No way."

"Yes, way." She almost shrieked in excitement. "I saw them with my own eyes."

"Are they mates?"

"Nope." She clicked her tongue.

A female giggled. "You can't sleep with someone who isn't your mate. Her father is going to be so mad."

"Do you want to know the best part?"

"Of course."

I heard the smirk in the first girl's voice. "The two alphas, they are brothers. That means she is sleeping with her uncle."

The females gasped, horrified.

I narrowed my eyes.

I knew both alphas, they had met with my father on multiple occasions, and they were not brothers. They were not even related.

I knew that for a fact.

I turned to look at the storytelling female. I didn't know if she was lying or if she just had bad information, but what was the point of telling everyone?

The gullible females blocked the liar from my sight. All I saw was a lot of brown hair flopped on top of her head. They kept their heads bent together, desperate to hear more of the story.

I looked back at the alphas they were talking about.

I thought about telling the females it was a lie, but I didn't care enough.

When I turned my glare back on the females, the liar was already gone.

I scanned the room for the missing female, but nobody stood out. She had fallen into the crowd of wolves.

The other two were easy to spot. Already breaking their promise to the liar. Desperate to be the first to tell their new secret.

I rolled my eyes at all of them. What was the point of spreading rumours?

It was the final night of the Alpha's meeting. I only had hours to go before we were back on our plane heading for home.

The hair on my arms stood up when I felt the atmosphere change.

I scanned the room looking for the shift.

It didn't take long for my eyes to land on an alpha wearing a green shirt standing beside his daughter.

Before his face was joyous as he laughed at something another said, now his eyes were black and his mouth twitching in anger as he searched the ballroom.

The wolves that were near him took steps away watching as his body shook with rage. His wolf wanting to take over.

It wasn't hard to guess what was making the male so angry.

An older male stood beside him. He looked nervous, no doubt the male that had the unfortunate job of telling his alpha the rumour about his daughter.

The daughter reached for his shoulder, trying to gain his attention.

He glared at her, snarling for her to stay back.

One of his warriors grabbed the female around the waist. Pulling her away from her father.

The alpha in green started storming in one direction. A few of his warriors hot on his heels.

It was like a train wreck. I didn't want to watch but I couldn't look away.

The daughter screamed at her father to turn around. Growling and snapping her canines at the male who held her still.

I turned to look at where her boyfriend stood. Oblivious to what was happening on the other side of the room.

Slowly as the scene grew bigger by the second, more wolves started to take notice. They watched with glowing eyes at the action that was going to take place. It was all fun and games as long as it wasn't their pack.

The alpha in red, the boyfriend, noticed something was different when the father was only feet away. He looked up from his conversation to see the father coming closer and closer.

I knew what was about to happen. My body tightened and rolled the way it did before a fight.

The crowd watched with excitement and expectation. A few jumped from foot to foot in their expensive outfits. Almost everyone had halted their conversations to watch the show unfold.

The alpha halted only feet away from the male screwing his daughter. But he wasn't looking at the boyfriend.

Instead, he glared harshly at the only group that was so enthralled with their conversation they didn't notice what was happening around them.

I watched in confusion as the father's growl rolled around the room.

I glanced at his daughter who even she had gone quiet in confusion.

He grabbed a male who was wearing a red shirt by the shoulder and twisted him so they were face to face.

My jaw dropped, noticing the similarities.

It was no doubt that the father and the poor chump were brothers. They had the same round face and small eyes.

I knew who he was too. A Beta in another pack. The daughter's real uncle.

The brother started off smiling but after seeing his alpha of a brother's rage, he stopped.

"What-" The brother in the red shirt cut off by the father's hand around his neck.

"She is my daughter." He roared so loudly that everyone could hear. "Your niece, you sick bastard."

I ran my hand through my hair in shock.

The rumour.

The rumour was that his daughter was sleeping with his brother. No names were given. Only the colour of their shirts. The boyfriend and the uncle were wearing red shirts.

My eyes bugged out of my head as I searched for the female that started the rumour. She couldn't possibly have known.

"Dad, stop." The daughter yelled again.

I saw the boyfriend, his eyes zeroed in on the two's exchange. He took steps closer to the brothers who were about to tear each other apart.

The beta grabbed the father's arms, pushing him away. Growling at him. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"That you are sleeping with my daughter." He bellowed.

The brothers face contorted in disgust but the father mistook it for horror as their secret came out.

The father jumped for his brother again, but another wrench got thrown into the mix.

The boyfriend grabbed the brother by the collar of his shirt pulling him away. The boyfriend leaned closer to the beta. Growling lowly. "You are sleeping with his daughter?"

Because the daughter and the boyfriend were not mates, but if they were sleeping together, she was his property and he didn't share.

The father slammed the boyfriend away. "Don't get into the middle of this pup. This is not your concern."

The father didn't realize that it was him who was sleeping with his brother.

I sat back in my chair, not knowing what to do. I was the only one in the entire room full of the most dangerous creatures in the Unknown World, that knew what the hell was going on.

Of course, unless the female that started all of this knew what she was doing.

I shook my head, there is no way someone would willingly cause this much of a disaster on purpose.

The daughter finally broke free and jumped for the males, to stop whatever was about to happen.

But it too late.

The Beta, the real uncle threw a punch. His fist connected with the boyfriend's nose.

Three packs that were involved jumped in to protect their leaders.

But the wolves didn't know who was who and part of which pack. As they started fighting wolves that were not apart of any of it. Even more wolves jumped in from other packs that were being hit in the crossfire.

More and more wolves jumped into the fight. Everyone taking their rage on anyone close by.

Wolf shifters dressed in fancy suits and dresses ripped at each other. Canines and claws flashing drawing blood on anyone they could.

It was chaos.

"Well, that escalated quickly." Someone giggled.

I didn't have time to see who had spoken as a wolf charged for me.

I cracked my neck and growled lowly.

I had wanted a distraction.