Gerald's POV
I was livid. Nothing could truly express how I was feeling. It felt as if one thousand light bulbs were being ignited inside my body.
Who the hell does he think he is? I am the Alpha. I am not some guy on the street who is begging for money. I am not his employee, nor am I his son. Why would he talk to me that way? Does he even know who he is dealing with? I can have his life in just a snap of my finger.
I can get him killed without even thinking of the consequences, which are going to be none, because no one would dare question the Alpha about what he is doing.
Geoffrey Murchison doesn't know who he's dealing with. He is playing with fire. He better hope that he doesn't get burnt. He better wish that the moon goddess would protect him against me, because I swear if I
