Caleb smiled and let go of the man, letting him fall to the ground unceremoniously. He straightened his shirt and reached his hand out to her.
“It is nice to meet you, Alpha Sofia. I am Alpha Caleb of Summer.”
Sofia hesitated but shook his hand. She then turned to the man beside her and tilted her head toward the one lying on the ground. He went around and dragged him away.
“You don’t seem surprised,” she said, raising her brow as she looked at Caleb.
“He wasn’t very convincing as an alpha,” Caleb said, sitting back on the couch.
Sofia chuckled and came around to sit where the other had previously been sitting.
“What gave it away?” she asked.
“He was uncomfortable in how he spoke to me,” Caleb replied. “When he entered the room, he looked to you for permission to proceed. And though he tried to present you as subservient, they both looked at you with devotion. Having you poor my drink, it was your idea?”
Sofia nodded.
“He argued against it?” Caleb asked.
