~ Noah~
"It's been a month now, and we haven't addressed the big question yet," I said, looking directly at my father. He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head in response. "Why not?" I pressed. "You must have questions, and I definitely have issues of my own."
He drummed his fingers on the surface of his desk before finally stopping and staring at me. "Son, I can understand a mate bond, but what was the first thing I taught you? The most important thing for an Alpha male with a pack of his own?"
I knew the answer and said it lowly, glaring at him, "I am responsible for the lives of all my wolves. The pack comes first, but."
He stood up from his chair, exasperation clear in his voice. "First, Noah... The. Pack. Comes. First!" He emphasized each word with a pointed finger. "Ther
