The man was Arlo Vance, the Beta of Moonfall pack, a man whose presence commanded nearly as much respect as the Alpha himself. His influence ran deep not just within the pack, but over the Alpha as well.
Trained as an enforcer from a young age, Arlo had sacrificed his childhood to become Beta worthy of fear.
Not only Jaxon, but even his father, the former Alpha, admired his strength and kept him close. He was a weapon, carefully concealed in the Alpha's sleeve. Rarely displayed, but always decisive.
Mason feared him as much as the next person. He acted like a wolf without its claws as soon as Arlo showed up.
Jaxon rolled his eyes at his reaction. He invited the Beta inside, making a casual excuse about the mess.
"I lost control for a moment." Jaxon said dismissively. "Take a seat.
