“Adler, let Trey take Jesse home.” Phelps said as he stood up from the kitchen stool and walked around the kitchen bench to turn the pasta off on the stove.
Adler growled deep in his throat. “No.”
Phelps gave him a disconcerted look as Adler’s eyes flashed silver and the voice was not his.
Trey took Jesse by the arm and pulled her back. “Let’s go wait in the car…”
Jesse was about to object when Adler emitted a deep menacing “Go!”
As they quickly disappeared Adler rounded on Phelps.
“Do not order me around!”
Although Adler was a couple of inches shorter than Phelps’s six foot four he appeared taller in that moment as his Alpha aura filled the room.
Phelps always found it hard to bend to the demand of an Alpha’s aura, and rarely did, but this was Alpha Fenrir’s boy…the next in line t
