Niklaus walked toward them, Beta Dale trailing behind. His expression was unreadable, cold as ever.
He stopped in front of Freya, lifting her chin gently. His eyes darkened as they locked onto the red handprint swelling on her cheek. A cut split her bottom lip, blood trailing down her face.
Inside him, Flex roared, furious and feral. The wolf demanded blood for every bruise on their mate.
Niklaus fought to maintain control. If Flex took over now, Rodney’s neck would snap in seconds. No doubt. Killing another Pack Alpha would start a war.
Niklaus glanced at Rodney, who immediately averted his gaze, the coward.
Niklaus smirked. "Alpha Rodney," he said coolly, "you hit my wife. How do you plan to fix that?"
Rodney hadn’t heard the fury he expected in Niklaus’s voice. Did t
