Matthew's eyes are intense. It's hard to look at them without wanting to look away. There is a wisdom behind his gaze that quickly makes me realize Bren didn't have. This is a man sitting across from me, and Bren was always a child.
"Why haven't you gone to the Alpha King?" Matthew asks.
I don't mean to, but I roll my eyes, causing him to hum deep in his throat as he holds a growl down for my disrespectful act.
"Sorry," I tell him quickly. "It just seems a bit ridiculous, don't you think?"
"Not at all," he says. "The Alpha King is a strong believer in mates, especially those belonging to an Alpha."
"Oh really?" I practically scoff. "Then why haven't you asked him to do something about your mate?"
Matthew goes silent, his eyes instantly sharpening like a knife. I can tell he doesn't l
