Xavier sighed as he wiped at the already healing wound around Celia’s neck. He couldn’t stop thinking about it, he really should’ve killed Alex, not only his actions were disrespectful, but his words too.
‘His words are just as important as yours...’
How so?
If Xavier’s words had been important to him one bit, he’d have stopped the moment he ordered him to. He was the alpha of the pack, not his father and yet everybody respected his father more than him.
Why?
Had he not shown them how deadly he could be?
Were they not afraid of dying?
It seems they didn’t fear him enough, they all stood around a friendly match and watched as it became viscous and did absolutely nothing to break it apart. All of them were in on it, his father had stepped way pass his boundaries.
If Xavier were to c
