Third Person
During dinner, Alpha Barrett was so furious that he couldn’t speak. He spent the entire time trying to control his wolf. Reaper was clawing to get out, desperate to claim the female he deemed as his. If his human couldn’t do it, then he would.
The alpha wolf had only settled when dinner was over, and Madison was standing with only Titus. Then, when the other alpha wolf approached her and put his lips on her, he sneered, fighting his human for control.
“Reaper, you need to stop,” Alpha Barrett warned, but the wolf snapped his jaw.
The alpha excused himself and went to the washroom.
“You need to calm down.” He sighed when his wolf snorted. “I know, okay. I know this is hard, but there’s nothing we can do here. Just relax until we get home.”
He splashed some cold water on
