*
Oberon had enough of it. He threw his desk aside, raging as though he was trying to hold back a hurricane on the inside. His eyes blazed with fury, and nothing would have pleased him more than a throat he could s***h in that moment.
His scouts were trembling at the far end of the room, and they both wished that the earth would just open up and swallow them whole. Such was the rage they saw in their Alpha, a dangerous one which could very well end with one of them dead on the floor.
Oberon took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He clapped his hands together, and tried to make sense of what they had just told him.
“Remind me again how this happened,” he said, pressing both index fingers to his temple as he felt a pulsing sensation growing there. The two men were cowering befo
