The Alphas Hunt
The words fell without a nicely tied bow but he got the jest and with everything we’re building here, I begged that he saw it for it was- that I just didn't want any other girls subjected to a tradition that only benefited the males.
I don’t know why I was so nervous, he’d understand- hell, he had a daughter.
“The Hunt is a century-old tradition,” he stated.
I smiled and raised a brow.
“Yes, so is the prospect of multiple wives,”
Darkness crossed his face and his eyes narrowed, his sharp jaw clenched and I swear if I had a knife I could sharpen it on his jawbone. Before I could blink he stood in front of me.
“Careful,” he warned but his reasoning, that it was an old tradition, was pushing me