He didn't hesitate this time. His face was pale, his submission absolute. He lowered his head until his forehead brushed the dirt.
“Alpha,” he whispered.
I released the pressure. The air returned to normal, but the silence remained.
“Good,” I said, feeling my own heart pound from the quick, violent display of dominance. “Now, lead the way inside.”
Chase got up quickly and started walking ahead of us. As we entered the main pack grounds, I looked around in surprise.
The last time I was here, I was held captive. I never actually got to see the place.
It was beautiful. The buildings were made of smooth, warm gray stone, and everything was perfectly kept. There were large, well-tended gardens even this late in the year. The pack house itself was a huge, magnificent structure at the top
