Dominick didn't back down; instead, he let out a sharp, agitated huff.
"Gabriel, stop giving your Beta and Gamma so much rope. They've started overstepping by lashing out at princes whenever they please," he warned. "I've tolerated this from you in the past because you're my brother, but they can, and will, be punished for it."
Gabriel's jaw clamped shut, his fists curling at his sides. "You never had to tolerate me, Nick. I never asked you to be my brother," he growled, his eyes darkening to a deep violet as his wolf pushed to the surface.
Dominick stepped closer, refusing to drop it. "You told Denzel about me seeing Jeniva, didn't you? You're the one feeding them information."
That was the breaking point. Gabriel's restraint snapped, and he swung a heavy punch straight across Dominick's face. The force of the blow sent Dominick stumbling back.
