John sat in his chair as Callum entered.  

The boy was tall and proud, good-looking, and his inexperience shone through his face, along with arrogance, which was to be expected.

John gestured for him to sit down, and when Callum lifted his gaze to the Alpha, he was nervous.

He didn’t sit down and remained silent for a few seconds. John analyzed him.  

What did he want to say that made him so nervous?

“Speak, boy,” encouraged the commander.

Callum ...