The Unrivaled Beta in the Wheelchair

My three brothers shattered my wolf core and traded me to our pack's most vicious enemy, all to rescue the girl they loved.They told the pack I had failed them. They wore my reputation like a stolen coat and called themselves heroes. They thought a broken general in a wheelchair was finished. They were wrong. I spent six months weaving a net they never saw, pulling every string from the shadows, until the lives they had built on my bones came apart at the seams. I never lifted a weapon. I didn't need to.