Chapter 19 - Fenriz

I don’t know what to fucking do anymore. Do I still pretend to be the cold, indifferent Alpha around Umiko or just drop the fucking act altogether? I understand that a certain brutality comes with being in my position, but does that need to extend to my mate?

Fuck it; I need to kill something.

“We have a problem,” Andreas says when he walks inside of my office and leans over my desk. His eyes have split, which tells me he’s so much more than pissed off. His claws have extended, and he looks down as he tries to control his breathing before looking back up at me.

“The fucking hunters are back,” he says.

Those five words and his anger are justified. A few years ago, we had a group of hunters from a specific guild attempt to take out every supernatural creature in Vegas. The Sirens in my clubs were first before they nearly took out the Fae Folk in my casinos. To say that they were more than a pain in the ass is putting it lightly.

“Are you sure?” I ask through gritted teeth, and he n