Elder Thelma, a tall, imposing figure with a stern expression, held up a copy of a celebrity magazine. The front cover featured a photo of Gabe kissing Amby, taken by a paparazzo at the recent party.
"This is an outrage," Elder Thelma declared, her voice dripping with disdain. "Gabe, you have violated pack rules and ridiculed your alpha position by entangling yourself with a human."
Gabe's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. "This is none of your business, Thelma," he growled.
But Elder Thelma was undeterred. "It is very much our business, Gabe," she said, her voice firm. "As alpha, you are expected to maintain a certain level of dignity and decorum. Fraternizing with humans is beneath you."
Amby felt a surge of indignation at Elder Thelma's words. "I am not just a 'human'," she
