Chance’s POV
Walking right past my brother and me, our uncle and father placed themselves between us and the enemy, taking a defensive stance, while I watched their hands ball into fists by their sides, before a low warning growl simultaneously roared from their lips. Their alpha authority radiated from them like a poison, affecting even my brother and I, as the alpha inside of us had to fight the urge to kneel to their authority.
Unfortunately for Mrs. Jacobs, she didn’t have the blood of an Alpha coursing through her veins to fight the urge, causing her knees to buckle beneath her, as she stupidly tried to fight their presence. Now on her knees, tears of complete anger pooled in her eyes, while a half whimper, half growl, slipped from her lips.
The Alpha Rogue, who had not been so lo
