(Gabriel)
“So, how were the meetings?” Dad asked with a smirk on his face. I would like to be able to wipe off. It irritated me so much that I couldn't stop myself from reaching for a cigarette and lighting it in front of him. He scowled at me and shook his head, I smiled, knowing that it got to him so much.
“There's something I can't stop myself from thinking about. That Marston guy isn't an alpha, right? You planted him there just to make a fool of me.” I replied. He started to look everywhere but at me, letting me know that I was right.
“Dad, what the hell?” I asked, annoyed that he had been trying to play me for a fool.
“It was only to see if you were doing a good job. He told me that you were a tough guy, and he had to act tough so that he didn't run like some coward. I'm proud th
