"You're a crazy father," he said under his breath, shaking his head. "You… you are crazy."
John's lips twitched faintly. "And you are an overprotective Alpha. Eric," John went on, dropping the title deliberately, "let us protect you too. Let us do our duty."
"It's a dangerous mission," he shot back. "Your son could die. Away from our territory. Where I can't even protect him."
The cage rattled violently as his fist slammed into the bars. The impact rang out sharp and metallic, reverberating through the basement.
His eyes flashed in rapid succession of different colours. The telltale flicker that meant Ravok was near the surface.
John smiled slowly, the lines at the corners of his eyes deepening. "Well, looks like Ravok still responds to anger."
