The Alpha King And His Luna
However, his grip did not loosen; on the contrary, he pulled my soulmate closer to him before whispering something in her ear.
"I won't repeat myself. Take your dirty paws off MY mate, you filthy mangy dog."
My voice grew darker, a sign that the beast was not far away. My eyes must have taken on their blood-red color. I stared at the alpha, only thirty centimeters from me, our eyes locking as if to determine who was the most powerful predator,a bit like two lions competing for the right to the herd. The tension was at its peak; neither of us wanted to yield. I had to admit, this alpha impressed me; he seemed two or three years younger than me, but his power was real. In other circumstances,