Tension pulsed through the room, the delicious food all but forgotten, only half-eaten on the plates. Ulric’s fingers clenched around his fork. The stench of suspicion and dread flooded the air enough to make his sensitive nose twitch and a growl built in his chest.
He tasted his own blood from where his fang accidentally nipped his lip. Ulric forced his jaw to unlock and swiped his tongue over the slight cut already healing. To say that he wasn’t happy with Tate and the others would have been an understatement. It took every ounce of control he had mustered since becoming an alpha not to lash out at his beta and enforcers for disregarding his warning and continuing the harsh interrogation of the sisters.
But it was also the force of his own reaction that gave him a pause. It held the sa
