Third Person
Alpha Barrett wasn’t the only alpha who had left the Royal Party early. Alpha Scott was speeding back to his pack house on a mission to confront his father. His beta, Kane, stayed with Raelyn to keep her safe and unsuspecting.
His knuckled grip on the steering wheel tightened as his wolf sneered. His father had forced him to reject his fated mate over blood, and no one's blood was better than Madison’s. She was a royal wolf. Her connections would have strengthened their pack, and he would have had his fated mate. Her wolf had chosen him, and he rejected her.
Once he reached the pack house, he stormed inside, slamming the door behind him.
“Simon, get the f**k down here!” The alpha bellowed, and the windows rattled. “Simon!”
Alpha Scott’s chest was heaving as he rushed up t
