He looked stunned. I disregarded his response and placed the knife in the box. I took out a pair of scissors and used them to—

After pressing a cotton ball to my palm and soaking it with my blood, I applied it to the wound on his neck.

He groaned as my blood began to heal his wound. It was painful, but effective.

"Don't worry, it will heal soon," I said, continuing to treat his wound.

He looked at me silently, his gaze analytical. "Why are you helping me?"

I paused, gazing at him. His doubt was evident.

"I have no other intention. I only saw your wound while passing by and felt compelled to help. I'm guilty of not protecting those who tried to help my"

He gave me a blank look, then muttered, "Your brother disrespected my Alpha and tried to ruin his reputation at the last pack meeting. In another pack, he would have been killed."

I stood, having finished applying the blood. I looked at him calmly. "I could have killed him after he killed Alpha Leo."

He shook his head. "You have the wrong idea. Being a head alpha and a normal alpha are vastly different. It takes years of training to become a head Alpha. They are capable of handling all the pack's responsibilities. Otherwise, why would people trust their lives and sacrifice—"

It dawned on me that he was right. My wolf was large, but I was untrained. Fighting skill was crucial in war. Size didn't matter; mastery did. Size was only an advantage if used skillfully.

"Look, Gamma Benjamin, I know my brother was wrong. There's no need to remind me. Your Alpha's victory doesn't—"

He gave me a sharp look. "What do you expect from a man who discovers he has children and his ex-wife ran away with them after a divorce?"

I was astounded. Was I to blame? During the divorce, didn't Adrian tell me he didn't want—

I was only trying to protect them.

Was I that wrong?

I began to respond, "Benjamin, I—" but a furious growl interrupted me.

We both turned to the doorway. It was open, and Adrian stood there. He looked at me, then at Benjamin, who sat on the bed. Adrian's gaze returned to me.

"What are you doing with my Gamma?"

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