3rd pov
“And so I finally get to meet the famous David Brooke.’’ Alpha Joseph’s voice echoed into the dungeons as he entered. Mr. David, Taylor's father, had been locked up in a solitary dungeon for the past six days. He had been wondering when they planned to question him. Whoever it was.
“And who are you supposed to be?’’ He asked with masked irritation.
“Smart..Showing disrespect to an Alpha just in hope of getting an easy way out.’’ He bobbed his head into the dungeon after opening the little door. The size required him to bend down in order to enter. The size of an Alpha has always been mighty. It was a form that garnered intimidation and fear.
“I don't know what you're talking about. And I honestly didn't even know you were an Alpha. I've been here for 4-5 days, only fed a glass
