“You’re gonna tell me how to lead my pack?” He gets right in my face, his gaze skewering me, challenging me, daring me. I’ve seen him do this with his males a hundred times. He forces them to look him in the eye, and then he eye-fucks them until they can’t help but lower their heads. It’s a dominance move. I should be squirming, itching to bend my neck. But way back, I sense his wolf, calm now, attentive, and pleased as shit that I claimed him.
