Chapter 70

~Gael~

I staggered up the stairs, my vision slightly blurred and my knuckles aching from who knows what. The weight of a half-empty bottle of whiskey hung under my arm like a familiar burden. I needed control. I craved control. Everything was slipping through my fingers like sand, and I was losing my grip. I was the damn Alpha—where the hell was my authority?

I reached Elise’s door and hammered on