Liam's POV
I felt Rosie dig her nails into the skin on my arm the moment we walked into the conference room. Her grip was firm before, but she at least wasn't drawing blood then. I hated how anxious she was feeling. I was so positive it was nothing.
I instantly took in the man in front of us. I had never seen him before, but there was something about him that I didn't like. He seemed completely full of himself, intitled even. I knew he was an alpha just by his aura. I also could tell he was the type of alpha that I wouldn't get along with. Most like that don't run a pack well. They put themselves over their pack, and that's no way to run one, maybe to the ground, but certainly not his pack or pack members.
I was kind of shocked that this man was her uncle. He didn't seem like the type
