~MIKE'S POV~
I can hear his thoughts. I usually could only do that in my wolf form, but-
There they are...loud and clear. My mate. My poor, small, defenseless mate, fearing for his life, all because I don't have the guts to explain the truth to my family.
My pack.
My father.
A-Alpha...
"H-Hi...?" His angelic voice stutters out, earning him a steady rumble from everyone in the doorway. Even one from me, but for different reasons. My wolf doesn't like the way they're looking at him. Instead of him being a visitor he's being eyed like dinner.
"Grab him."
Before I know it my precious mate is yanked from his standing position and thrown to the floor, a pained yelp escaping him. That's when I saw it. The blood. The crimson water that leaks from Cody's arm, causing a pool to form on the
