Alpha Asher
Falcon chuckled, giving the boy an indulgent nod.
"You were right, Cade," Falcon said, his voice warm and full of affection. "The red car wins again."
The warriors watched as Cade clambered into Alpha Falcon’s lap, chattering excitedly about the next race. The Alpha’s large hand rested gently on Cade’s shoulder.
Camilla had never expected her father, the indomitable Alpha Falcon, to be so patient and gentle with Cade. In fact, she had expected him to be distant, focused solely on matters of power and influence, as he always had been.