Alpha Jaxon

“Absolutely not!” My fists collided with the black oaken table in my office with a bang. Thierry my gamma visibly flinched while Jasper swore under his breath. My father raised his eyebrow, sipping on his scorch unperturbed. They had been trying to talk me out of going after Silas and his pack. They deemed it hasty and careless, unplanned and suicidal. I saw it as an opportunity to end his life and enlarge my packs” territory.

“But alph—"

“That fucker hurt my mate!” I cut Jasper off, my hands itching to snap his neck.

“The same mate you tortured and refused to believe was yours?” my father chimed...