Calvin’s blood was boiling. Apart from his demand for answers getting brushed off, Sam had also effortlessly attacked him where it hurt the most.
He had called Arden “Master” when Calvin was only the “Young” Master. In the same breath, he had pointed out how much of his brother’s teachings Calvin had already internalized despite himself.
The proud young alpha hated that he even had to listen to that omega. He hated it even more knowing how effective Arden’s methods were, how capable he really was.
When he was in charge, Arden had made it all seem so easy, running the company like he was just taking a leisurely walk in the park. Compared to him, Calvin looked like a newborn colt taking each little step on weak and unsteady legs. He was secretly terrified of one day falling flat on his fa
