Eran POV
I watched Alpha Lucas go stiff under Eryx’s gaze, and it was honestly the highlight of my day. The man strutted into our pack like he owned the damn place, chest puffed, chin high, walking around as though his presence alone should make us bow. Yet the second Eryx turned those cold eyes onto him, he shrank. His shoulders pulled in, his breath shortened, and the fear rolled off him so thick even the walls felt it.
I allowed myself a slow, satisfied smirk.
The bastard was loud, arrogant and irritating but in the presence of the Alpha, he was nothing more than a trembling cub pretending to be a wolf.
“My head is the price?” Lucas repeated, his voice cracking slightly.
“In fact, it is,” Eryx said as he settled into his chair with all the calm dominance of a man who didn’t need to
