Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon novel Chapter 316

Knox's POV

I stood in the ruins of my father's room, the scent of rage and betrayal thick in the air. The once-majestic chamber was now a battlefield—furniture reduced to splinters, curtains torn from their rods, and shards of broken glass glittering like sinister stars on the floor. The moonlight streamed through the shattered windows, casting eerie shadows that danced across the chaos.

My father faced me with defiance etched into his features. His eyes, once commanding and authoritative, now flickered with a mix of anger and desperation. He lunged at me, but I was quicker. Half-shifted into my 'wolf' form, I sidestepped his attack with ease. My claws—sharp and deadly—glinted as they caught the light.

"Is this what you've become?" I snarled my voice, a guttural growl that resonated deep within my chest. "A coward who preys on his own pack? On his own sons?" He responded with a feral growl, throwing a wild punch that grazed my cheek. The sting only fueled my fury. I tackled him, and we crashed into a bookshelf, sending volumes of forgotten lore tumbling around us.

"I am your Alpha, you will respect me."He roared, but I ignored him and pinned him to the ground, my hand wrapping around his throat. My claws pierced his flesh, warm blood seeping between my fingers.

"You are no Alpha," I taunted, leaning in close so he could see the contempt in my eyes. "An Alpha protects his pack. An Alpha stands by his family. You? You're nothing but a traitor."

"Knox—" he choked out, his hands clawing at my arm as he struggled to breathe.

"Do something!" Leigh spluttered, his gaze darting desperately to Adam.

Behind us, Adam had the other wolf—Father's lackey—pinned against the wall with one hand. The wolf struggled futilely, feet dangling inches above the ground. Adam watched our confrontation with a half-amused smile, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.

"What kind of Alpha makes deals with demons and burdens his son with a hellhound?" I roared, the memory of my cursed beast igniting fresh anger. I knew Adam knew of Havic's origin; there was no way Lottie had kept that from him.

"Hey. I am no curse." Havoc moaned as my fist connected with our father's face repeatedly, each punch releasing months of pent-up frustration and pain for both Havoc and I.

"The sort of Alpha who wants his pack to thrive!" he gurgled, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't pretend you did this for the pack." I spat. "You did it for your own greed!" My knuckles ached from the force of my blows, but I didn't care. The physical pain was nothing compared to the betrayal that burned inside me.

H"I did." He lied as he tried to push me off, mustering strength from some deep, desperate place.

"Is this what you really want to know?" Leigh rasped, attempting to claw at my face. I laughed bitterly, grabbing his wrist and slamming it against the floor.

"No, I want to know where Lottie is!" I demanded, my voice echoing off the ravaged walls.

"If you can't keep your mate in check, that is your issue, son," he sneered, a twisted grin spreading across his battered face. His words struck me like a blow.