Gideons POV
A sharp crack echoed through the hall.
Before I could stop myself, I slammed my hand down onto the tabletop. The fissure from earlier split wider, wood splinters flying as a violent, suffocating wave of Alpha aura exploded from my body. Candles flickered and died along the far walls, and several guards along the perimeter took an instinctive step back, breathing heavily under the sudden crushing pressure.
"We are not here to discuss my mate!" I roared, my voice booming like thunder against the high stone arches.
The room went dead silent. Visiting leaders stiffened, their knuckles white as they gripped the edge of the table to withstand the storm in the air.
Then, I felt it.
A sudden, dizzying surge of extra raw power flooded straight into my veins, amplifying my aura
