Aaron’s POV
I was on my knees, my hands grasping the earth in tight fists. I groaned as I battled with my wolf who was fighting to be let loose. He wanted to roam free and search for Rhea himself, to expel this pent-up anger and emotions by running at a wild speed in the woods until his coat was soaked with sweat and all he could feel was his heart rate.
But I am an Alpha. I cannot give in to my base desires and urges. Especially not in front of my subjects. I growled and fought him back, becoming even more angry at Rhea for making me go through this.
"A-Alpha Aaron?"
I heard Logan whisper cautiously beside me.
I turned my gaze on him immediately, my face fixed in a snarl. The sheer horror of it must have shocked him as he shrank back quickly and involuntarily.
I then realized that
