EZRA’S P.O.V
The growl made Kingston come forward faster than normal. A natural instinct to protect. I stood up eyeing the old man in his face for trying to show intimidation.
"Is there a problem?" I asked as a statement rather than a question.
Drake's demeanor immediately faltered as he took a step back. I knew my eyes and aura were unmatched. Kingston wouldn't allow a threat to present itself to his mate, let alone a man thinking he could intimidate someone solely because he used to.
"She disrespected me one too many times." Drake hissed through the gap in his front teeth.
"She can say as she pleases. Especially if the truth is all she speaks." I said as I rose even higher, showing him he had no intimidation over me.
"Sh...Sh...She called me a...a...an idiot." He said
