Felix
I sit in my chair at the desk in my office, staring at Kaelin standing in front of me. The guy is such a f*****g asshole. He’s arrogant and insufferable. He’d be a horrible Alpha, not that I think he could ever do what it takes to win a pack. He’s weak and lazy. Because I can, I’m making him grovel. I can tell it’s irritating him, like he thinks taht he’s above it all, but I’m the one with the pack and the power, not him.
I lean back in my chair, twirling a pen in my fingers like I do when I’m thinking things through.
“Let me get this straight. You want me to give you a group of warriors so you can go claim your pack from your father. Is that correct?”
“Yes. Once I have my pack, we can sign an alliance agreement, and our packs will be stronger together,” he says as if an alliance
