“And your verdict can be questioned—”

“Enough, Bruce!” the king commanded, his alpha command rippled through the room sending Bruce flying hitting the wall as the king eyes blazed with rage.

“Do not ever question my verdict!” the king fumed. Then turned his back to Bruce.

Bruce rubbed the back of his head, wincing as a dull throb pulsed through his skull. He rose slowly. His father’s Alpha command had faded, but it did nothing to calm the rage boiling inside him.

“But it all ...