-Blake-
"GO. YOU NEED TO GO," the woman with white hair growled again, in a voice louder than before. It was a shrill song and something in her voice made me back off. Her words were like a physical push. No one could command an Alpha, or one from the Alpha blood line. How was this even possible? How could her words make me feel like this?
I had felt this only when my father used his Alpha voice on me. Even then, it wasn't this commanding, because I was from the Alpha line, too.
When my father used the voice on other wolves, they couldn't resist, or disobey, no matter what. That was why it was bad when an Alpha was evil or bad. He literally could make his entire pack do something they didn't want to do.
Josh told me it felt like... everything in his body was tuned to that voice and he
