Jacob POV
As Zane and I drove away from the packhouse, I put Dad on speakerphone, and we filled him in on what had been going on. It made me sick to have to repeat what we had seen to him. “I know it pained the two of you to leave them there, but you are right. There was no way the two of you could have gotten them and yourselves out alive.” Dad said when I was finished.
“Dad, have you ever heard of anything like that before?” I asked, still not completely comprehending what had been going on.
“From what you are describing, it sounds as if he is trying to burn their marks off,” Dad said.
“What?” Zane asked.
“It’s an old archaic practise that some Alphas used to use to control their packs. If a couple that the Alpha didn’t approve of marked each other, he would use his Alpha command to
