Staring at his reflection Jason wondered why he couldn’t see a change at who was looking at him. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he left the bathroom by the other door leading out into the hallway. His pack knew not to disturb him in his own space. Going down to the second floor he knocked on Alex’s door. He heard Katrina moan and Alex apologize.Jason waited as Alex grabbed a robe from the chair and seconds later opened the door.
“Alpha, how can I help you?”
Alex bowed his head, and Jason wondered why the formality.
“What are you doing?” Jason never demanded submission from his pack. He commanded respect as he gave it as much as received it.
“Your eyes, Jason. They’re burning.” Alex opened the door. Jason saw Katrina had the blanket up to her chin as she stared at him.
