The moment I left the packhouse, LeBron’s voice pushed into my mind through the pack link, his tone firm but laced with something close to desperation.
‘Michael, you are not allowed to leave pack grounds. I need to fix my s**t, or I’ll be left just like you—or worse, with Jasmine.’
His words only fueled my rage.
Anger and ignorance—those were the only emotions I could associate with my Alpha.
I took a slow breath, letting the frustration settle before I responded.
‘That sounds like a you problem, Alpha. But I’m not giving my mate’s parents any more reason to act against me—not even her brother. I will be with my mate, and nobody from our pack is getting in my way. I’ll find where she is. I’ll be with her. And I don’t have to leave your damn pack to do it.’
With that, I slammed the li
