~Serena~

“Seth,” Alpha Oren’s voice was a calm warning, “command Clint to stand down.”

I tried to be as calm as Alpha Oren, but when I spun on my heels and met Clint’s glowing eyes, my heart hammered in my chest. He stood at the kitchen entry, his shoulders stiff and broad like a cobra ready to attack.

“Stand down, Clint,” Alpha Seth allowed a sliver of his alpha command to slither around Clint. The latter shook his head, a turmoil brewing inside him.

In a normal setting, ...