Alpha Rue’s POV
What was he insinuating? That I was some poor, low leveled Alpha that I would be in a public bus? God damn it. Was this why he was here, to demean me?
I balled my fist, glaring at him. “Are you part of those people that thinks I was not well to do, because I am a younger Alpha? Do you think your father is better because of age and experience, hence his importance?”
I closed in on him and he backed against a wall. Why was he looking down? I thought he didn’t see that I was of value like his old father.
Whenever anyone made an instance of my age as incompetence, I would get so agitated. Though I hadn’t felt this enraged. My eyes wore red clouds as I bared my teeth.
“If you think I am incompetent, then you should leave.” I thundered.
“I didn’t come to leave,” he replied,
