Guys, I’m not happy with this. I’m pissed.
“Great, she’s about to grab the baton…”
No, boys. I’m not.
…although—
What am I even saying.
Click. The telescopic baton snaps open in my hand.
Yeah… someone here’s been a really bad boy.
The Alpha’s been a bad boy.
Listen.
I’m against cheating.
Not “it depends.” Not “it’s complicated.”
No.
It’s low.
It’s dirty.
It’s weak.
That’s where I slap the Alpha across the face.
You don’t do that.
I don’t care how hard the marriage is.
I don’t care what she did or didn’t do.
You don’t cheat. Period.
Mistresses. Side pieces. Whores—
that’s not just “not what we need.”
That kind of thing is dirty by nature.
It drags everything down.
You know how smokers understand it’s only making things worse?
Same goes for alcohol. Same goes for drugs.
And cheating sits right there with them.
Because it carries cheap, dirty energy.
Even if your money doesn’t collapse—
it will hit you mentally. 
Your psyche starts sliding.
Your character starts to rot from the inside.
Your soul sinks into filth.
You don’t walk away from that clean.
So no.
Cheating is a hard no.

I soften. Run my hand through his hair.
He puts his head on my lap.
My dear…
You don’t do that.
You pull yourself together.
And you tell your wife the truth. Straight.
If she wants to try therapy —
then you fight for the marriage.
If she doesn’t —
you take responsibility.
You cheated.
You told the truth.
You accept the outcome.
Divorce, if that’s what it is.
And don’t you dare—
don’t you dare hide behind the kids.
No.
Every woman knows.
She feels it.
Kids feel it too.
They read energy better than you think.
So what exactly are you showing them, Alpha?
A father who cheats on their mother?
Who disrespects her?
Who lies?
That’s what you’re building?
That’s what you’re passing on?
No.
You messed up — you fix it. Period.
Silence is not an option.
She deserves the truth.
You own it.
And you say it as it is.
If you’re guilty —
you carry the consequence.

And listen carefully.
This isn’t just about
who you stick your dick in.
This is about
the mother of your children.
Now about the kids.
They see everything.
They see how their father behaves.
Guys—
A father— a coward.
Kids love their mom.
They see her cry.
They see how much it hurts.
They see her being humiliated.
They see her being lied to.
Alpha—
This isn’t funny.
This isn’t a game.
Deal with it.
Divorce? Then divorce.
If you really love her —
we’ll deal with that later.
Right now,
she needs to hear the truth from you.
And the kids need to see
that their father isn’t a coward.
That he messed up —
but he owns it.
He’s not a loser.
He’s strong — even when he fails.
A son learns by watching you.
A daughter learns
what’s right — and what’s not.
What a marriage is.
What it should never be.
Kids, guys —
they’re the most important thing.
Your legacy.
Your strength.
Your support.
These kids —
they matter the most.
Don’t fail them, Alpha.
Fuck
Don’t fail them