Chapter 604: No Longer The Same

Henry was not the martyr the whole pack made him out to be, and one of Asher’s first visions as Alpha was to tear down that illusion.

He would expose Henry for who he truly was, and it was an abuser, a manipulator, a liar, a psychopath. The list could go on forever.

Hence one could imagine the devastation twisting inside him as he stood on the balcony overlooking the courtyard, watching that performance unfold below.

"Who in the world arranged that?" His jaw was clenched, voice tight with disbelief as he turned to Jeremiah, standing beside him.

Before Jeremiah could respond, another voice came from behind.

"I did."

Asher froze. He turned, his breath catching when he saw it was Ezra.

"H-how could you?" Asher’s tone cracked, pain raw in his voice. "You know... you knew the monster he was. What he—" He stopped mid-sentence, his throat locking up.

The memories came rushing back at him, dragging him back to the memories of the bruises, and the constant fear. He shut his eyes and swallowed hard, forcing the past back.

Ezra said nothing for a moment. He simply walked forward, joining Asher at the balcony railing. The noise of the crowd rose below as the play reached its climax, featuring the scene of Asher and Dominic fighting for the position of Alpha.

When the character-Asher ripped Dominic’s fake heart out moments later, the crowd roared in triumph, their loud voices reverberating through the night.

said suddenly. "Tell me, what do you see, Alpha

bunch of ignorant fools," Asher replied with a sarcastic curl of his lip which

The boy’s dry


again," he said

to guess what Ezra wanted him to

in love with Henry," he

with their Alpha," Ezra corrected. He turned back to him. "And

beat, then turned away. "I don’t need them to love

pack is fractured," Ezra continued. "Your alphas might try to take your position, or, did you think Dominic’s death

word, his scowl

like desperate rats. Desperate rats do anything." Ezra’s voice hardened. "Right now

their leader, so they’ll bow whether

of a hero. You, Asher, are the real deal, fiercer, less forgiving, maybe wiser, but you lack his storytelling. If you tear down that image now, you won’t only lose the pack, you’ll be

newly ascended. The West needs a symbol of unity, not a leader who shatters everything on day one. That performance you think glorifies Henry rekindles pack identity. It makes them see you as a continuation of greatness, not a threat to stability." He gestured

me to walk in my

being smart. You’re not your


those who say you’re too young or inexperienced. You can’t rebuild the pack by dividing it further. Let

"So what you’re really

the wave. Once they’re yours, you can steer

didn’t pressure him. Even Jeremiah stood so still beside them that one

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