Third Person
Alpha Scott was still furious even after the drive back to the pack house. He just didn’t understand why Madison was being so difficult. She would have everything, just not the title of his Luna. But he was her fated mate, and titles shouldn’t matter. Why couldn’t she see that what he was doing was for her, for them? He would be nothing without his pack, and he wouldn’t be able to protect her if he were exiled. She deserved more than a life on the run from rogues.
When the alpha entered his office with his beta following him, he froze.
Alpha Barrett was seated behind his desk in his chair with his feet on the desk. Beta Cory stood beside him. Their authority rolled off them in waves, and Alpha Scott clenched his fists.
“Alpha Barrett, what can I do for you?” He asked, swa
