Fang's POV
"Coming back without your mate, boy?" my father asked the obvious. "I should have known you wouldn't get any answers. You don't go and ask for things, you demand them. You should have taken a few of our enforcers, make a show of strength." I was starting to see so many things I had been blind to before. My father acted different from the other Alphas, and was always worried about looking strong in front of others.
"I consider Rage a friend, and I want to keep the doors open to the possibility of an alliance between us. Besides, I don't think that a family with their temper would accept a show of strength without stronger retaliation," I replied, knowing it was the logical option, they were known for being strong and ill tempered, not the kind of wolves you would like to
