(ARLO)
The door opens and a tall, brooding dark-haired alpha enters the room. I know instantly and without a doubt that it is Sasha. His air of authority is unquestionable. He is quite young for a syndicate boss, but over time, he has proven more than enough that he can run his family.
Of course, I hate his guts on sight because of how he humiliated my father and that he killed him. Even bound, I would try and free myself just so I could strangle the asshole. The way he laughs at my murderous rage only flares my anger worse.
He watches me with a smug expression as he slips his hand beneath Tyler's waist. "What do you think of him, love?
Tyler squints at me. "I'm not sure yet."
"Miles is still being a pill about him." Sasha sniffs. "honestly, it is beginning to wear me out."
"Just be patient a little longer." Tyler pats his shoulders. " He has never given anyone his bite. He must be very confused right now."
