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