C82 What's wrong with the Alpha?
ZADOK
I wore my dress shirt as I prepared to address my people.
It’s been three years since I returned. I never reached out to my people or attempted to associate with them.
Today was the end. The end of my string of wickedness to my people and the start of a new dawn in the Blood Hound pack.
For seven days, I let myself mourn like I should have been for the past three years
