Charis
I'd never seen an Alpha aura before, at least not like this.
The closest I've come to experiencing it is my father's occasional angry outburst; otherwise, I've never experienced it firsthand.
Alpha Terry stood at the doorway, and the air itself seemed to thicken, pressing down on all of us. The temperature dropped. Every instinct in my body screamed at me to submit, to lower my eyes, to make myself small.
His eyes were completely black. Not just the pupils—the entire eye. Pure Alpha dominance radiating from every inch of him.
"ENOUGH."
He didn't shout the word; he growled it. It vibrated through him, sounding like a bass. It was absolutely terrifying.
Both women stopped struggling immediately. Even Kael and Slater took an involuntary step back.
Terry walked into the foyer. As he walked, his eyes swept across the destruction, then they moved to Clara and Elena.
"My office," he said, his voice still carrying that inhuman growl. "Both of you. Now."
