9 Years Earlier
“I don’t care, I don’t care if they approve or not!” Ethan was pacing back and forth through Jane’s tiny bedroom like a tiger in a cage, his huge hands balled into fists.
“It’s okay, Ethan.” Jane assured him in a soft voice, looking on from her seat on the edge of the bed. “I always knew it would turn out this way.”
Ethan pulled up short, looking at her in surprise and disbelief, “What are you talking about?”
She shrugged, squirming slightly under his dominant gaze, “I mean, you’re next in line to be Alpha, and I’m… well, me!” She gestured to their meager surroundings. She and her mother were poor as church mice, while Ethan’s family lived in the most expensive mansion in the territory. “Omegas don’t marry alphas, and they certainly don’t marry the Alpha.”
Ethan storm
