Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth
“And a female Alpha, no less. How... progressive.”
Sarcasm dripped from his words, but I refused to be baited. A fire burned low in my belly, but I kept my composure, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of seeing my anger.
Noah moved closer, his hand resting gently on the small of my back. “Melody has the female Alpha gene. I’ve already explained this to you, Father. She’s as much an Alpha as any son might have been.”
Marcus’s jaw clenched at that, although he remained silent. His disapproval was palpable, thick enough to cut it with a knife; but for now, at least, he seemed to be smart enough to keep his thoughts to himself.