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Abuela said as she took my hand. { Alexander } I hung up with Garcia and couldn’t help the smile playing on my lips. The conversation was nothing short of him swearing at me and then growling because his wolf was angry at him for disrespecting me. It seemed that since I had accepted what I was my power and authority was now undeniable to others.

He stared down at me with such authority in his eyes. Good girls always did what they were told by those in authority over them. Fathers, teachers, masters. I tugged down his boxers with trembling hands. I gasped when his cock popped out and flinched. I looked away from the angry, pink tip bobbing right before my eyes. This was too much. It was too scary. I just had to keep stripping him naked. Then I had to-- "Suck my dick, Niku," said Carter. "Now, slave!"

Actual giggles. Which is ridiculous, because I’m not a giggler. I can’t remember the last time that sound came out of me. But every time I adjust my grip and accidentally mess something up, Carter reacts. He growls under his breath. Stomps his foot like he’s frustrated. And it’s so damn cute I can barely stand it. His cheeks are flushed bright pink. His eyes look glazed over. He sways slightly like he’s drunk. Really drunk. Drunker than the night with the tequila and the broken curtains.

“Potential or not, he could learn to treat people with a little more respect.” Ryan nodded, his expression thoughtful. “Fair point. Sorry if I caused you any trouble. I didn’t mean to.” I waved a hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about it. If it wasn’t you, it would’ve been something else. Jaxon’s always looking for reasons to flex his authority.” Ryan grinned again, his teasing tone returning. “Sounds like someone’s got a lot to get off their chest about their boss.” “You have no idea,” I said, unable to suppress a smile.

"You need to stop undermining my father. He's the commissioner, and he deserves respect." Carter leaned against the wall, his expression unreadable. I swallowed hard, trying to ignore how good he looked. "Your father’s a big boy, Chloe. He can handle a little criticism, especially when he’s the one that starts it." "It's not just criticism, Carter. It's disrespect in front of his subordinates, and it's not helping our situation," I said, feeling his eyes studying my face. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I understand what you're trying to say. But no way in hell am I going to be nice to that idiot.”

He had to show me some respect at least that was necessary "Then learn it and don't cross me...move it!" he snarled, scaring me a little so that I stopped for a while and looked at him. He had his eyes on me. He was tall and towered over my small form but even so, I didn't get intimidated by him, his broad shoulders looked rippled even through the shirt he was wearing. His chest hard and muscular

“Is that right? He does know treating others this way, especially those he wishes to work alongside reeks of nothing but disrespect.” I nodded. “I know that, I imagine so does most of the pack, and others too, but he does like to be told what to do.” There was another chuckle from my side. “Don’t let him hear you saying things like that, little lady, you will find yourself in trouble.” My eyes widened at Alpha Carter’s words. Was I being disrespectful? Maybe I had given away too much. I was attempting to make conversation was all. “Sorry.” I whispered, dropping my gaze, my hands now trembling, fearing what may happen now if Alpha Carter did anything about this...

“ Don't you know how to respect the elders, especially the Cravens?” He is smiling but it is making me nervous. This person holds authority without even trying hard. It looks like he was born to rule and no man should stand against his way. Who is he? I was taken aback when he looked at me smiling. He wave like we have known each other for a long time.

Carter is so much out of character right now that I'm surprised that the rest of his own pack members aren't looking at him funny. As Carter talked to us, he shook our hands. He's shaking them so enthusiastically that it feels as if he is trying to pull my arm out of the shocket. “Well, I should go make sure Liam is behaving himself. Hope you have a good time. It was nice to see you again if you end up leaving, without saying, good that’s ok.” With that, he walked off.

“Can you explain to us exactly what happened here?” I felt my mate’s growl ripple through the air, a warning to anyone who dared disrespect me. But I quickly reached out to him through our mind link, pleading, “Please, let me handle them.” He hesitated, his protective instincts warring with his trust in me. “I can’t stand any disrespect from these people,” he warned, but he stepped to my side, his presence commanding immediate respect. Every man and woman in front of us bowed their heads, a gesture that stunned me.