Suddenly the room shifted. Rhydric felt it instantly. He turned the moment the presence fully materialized.
The Apex Alpha stood in the middle of the room like he owned the air itself. Power rolling off him in a violent, invisible waves. The kind of aura that made weaker wolves bow without realizing they were doing it.
Rhydric almost rolled his eyes, but he caught himself halfway.
Great. This bastard.
He was not in the mood for whatever bullshit the Apex had crawled out of his mountain for. If this was another attempt to recruit him as a right-hand man, the man better rethink his life choices, or kindly get the fuck out of his room.
Like seriously, What the fuck?
"No respect now, boy," the Apex Alpha drawled, lips curling into a lazy smirk.
Rhydric didn't rise from the bed.
He stayed seated, with his head slightly turned to have a better look. His gray eyes cool and unimpressed as they locked onto the Apex.
