Rhydian;
"Alpha…" Bram's voice calls softly, and I feel something tight and ugly flood my chest.
"Why are you doing this?" I demand. Turning to him and cutting him off.
He blinks at me, and his silence infuriates me.
"You're an Alpha. You're at the top of the food chain! You can get whatever you want. People are meant to respect you. You are meant to be worthy of the attention that comes with an Alpha…" I begin, but he cuts me off.
"Not here!" He screams, and I pause.
"Not under your mother! Alpha, Beta, Omega… Even Premodial. Nothing matters under your mother. I'm her subject, and that is all I am. She has power over me. Over my family. Over all of us. Who am I to reject her? If even you can not, who am I to?" He adds, and I swallow as his words hit me.
I watch tears fill his green eyes as he battles to maintain composure.
