It wasn’t exactly like Kris’ alpha acted apart from himself. They were one, in one form and the next. Going into full alpha mode is an experience though. It removed the elements of fear and all of the emotions associated with it. His detachment to his hindbrain was next.
Losing that rendered alphas as reckless. It made it absolutely impossible to talk himself out of decisions he’d execute.
It was a spindle unwinding past relevant thought. He could feel the thread to his balance slipping. His alpha willingly reigning supreme.
And he was off in thought, devising a plan.
Renee’s sweet scent lingered, sure. It angered his alpha to be apart from her. Adrenaline built under his skin. He breathed her in intentionally, committing her to memory. Kris stored her away in a place he couldn’t
