Mackenzie POV
As they approached the massive, modern-looking packhouse, they saw the whole Alpha Unit standing on its front steps, as well as the future Alpha Unit, on the bottom steps.
Madison wanted to run and hug her friend Nathan, but Mackenzie stopped her, putting a hand on her shoulder.
‘Follow protocol!’ she shot through the mind-link. It would be very rude not to greet the reigning Alpha and his unit first. It could be considered an actual insult. Wars had started for less.
Madison should know this, as a daughter to an Alpha.
“Alpha Nyle, how nice of you to grant us access to your pack.” Antonio said, extending his hand.
“Ah, Mr. Lopez, I’ve heard a lot about you, and how your…. Father, took over the pack.”
”My dear friend’s pack.” He said, looking at Tony’s hand in disgust
