Deep lines bracket his mouth and eyes, not from age but from power held too long and never questioned, and I also suspect the stress of running a pack has aged him faster.
There’s nothing warm in his gaze. Not even when he glares at his son, to any outsider walking in right now, they would think it was his worst enemy. His presence is so massive that it crushes the air from the room, yet I refuse to bow to another alpha, no matter how potent his aura is.
“You, I will deal with later.” Alpha Jacob sneers at his son before looking at me. “Does your father know you are going against the treaty agreement?” My brows lift at his accusation, and I step forward.
“I don’t answer to you, Alpha. None of us need to, not regarding our mate,” I sneer, and his aura rushes out. Lucas stiffens when I fe
