Waylen POV
I stare at my father, Alpha Damien, my chest tight with shock and disbelief. I have seen him angry before many times, in fact,but never like this.
Never this openly furious, never this personal. His rage rolls off him in waves, thick and suffocating, filling the entire hall. This is not the man I thought I knew. This is not just the tough Alpha who rules the Midnight Pack with an iron will, obsessed with power, territory, and reputation.
This is a father interfering with my life in a way I never expected.
For as long as I can remember, he has looked forward to this day just as much as I have—the day I would finally meet my mate. He used to say it constantly, almost mockingly, that only my mate would be able to tame me, to pull me away from my reckless lifestyle and endless
