Tristan remained glued to the wall as he felt like a prey caught in a trap.
The knocking on the door wasn't stopping and he wished it was a bit closer and he would have made a run for it.
There was no way he could outwit or outrun the angry Alpha King, but he was also tired of seeing him like that.
And he had no guts to tell him again that things had ended between them.
It doesn't work that way and he could never be truly free from the Alpha.
But he would no longer be his weakness.
Alpha Mitch slowly calmed himself, he hadn't taken his eyes off the Omega.
"He is mine" he echoed in his mind and slowly stalked towards him.
Fists clenched and shoulders tensed.
He paused suddenly as he was just a step away and a frown pulled his brows together.
"Why do you smell different?" He asked suddenly.
Tristan's expression mirrored his, he had no idea what he meant.
But Alpha Mitch knew what it meant.
He took a step back and his lips pressed into a thin line.
