Teddy’s POV
“There’s my boy.” Alpha Theodor Grave Senior stood tall behind his desk, his hair slightly graying and cutting an imposing figure. His eyes were a deep brown, almost black that had hints of red to them. Being one hundred and almost eleven, he was still strong and commanding; his aura still of that of an alpha in their prime.
“Dad.” I greeted him, a firm handshake and then stood and waited. There was no hugging the man; He commanded respect and refused to hug his sons, feeling like we were men who needed no such comfort. “I hope you have been well.”
“Sit son, we have a lot to discuss and very little time to do so, at least that is what my beta tells me.” His father sat, indicating him to do so as well. I winced as I did, already feeling like a child who was being scolded. “So
