Ace’s point of view
"Let's go to my office. I need to have a meeting," I said, placing an arm around Ava.
I realized I had unintentionally scared Ava with my Alpha rage. Sometimes, I forget how much lower-ranked wolves can be affected by it.
"Okay," Ava replied nervously, following me to my office.
I chastised myself internally. How could I expect Ava to choose me over Tom if I couldn't control my temper?
I pulled a chair beside mine at my desk, determined to order one just as comfortable for Ava. As my Luna, she would need a suitable place to sit. I envisioned her by my side as much as possible, sharing in the responsibilities and joys of our pack.
"Please, have a seat," I said warmly, motioning towards the chair I had set up for her.
"Why?" Ava asked, her innocence and vulnerabi
