ALPHA DERON

What... What does she mean by her pack?

Brielle's action shocked me. She still had me lowered before her like a fool, smirking out. Her grip on my tie was strong. She even had her index finger clipping part of my shirt as well!

I tried to pull myself away from her hold, but the more I dragged, the more her grip grew tighter, pulling me down.

"What's the matter, Deron? Can't talk? " She questioned, lifting her right brow. "You know well that this pack isn't for you alone, right?"

"Leave my father! " Estelle shouted, rushing up to help me.

But before she could intervene, Brielle...