The Secrets of The Reverence Pack

Chapter 29: A Dog Without A Growl

What on earth was he doing here? Sakdah never went to the community center unless he was needed for a meeting. Other than that, no one ever saw much of the Alpha of the Reverence Pack. He was a recluse, along with most of his pack. It took until Shiro came out from hiding that they started to meet more of the members.

But here he was, staring at his son with hard eyes. Jett couldn't tell if it was disgust or not that he was reading off from the man, but he hated that look that he gave him. It made his blood boil to see anyone give his mate that look.

He really thought that he had hurt Shiro. He had just gotten healed up from the wounds that those hunters gave him. He was worried that he took it too far when training with him. It really had been a lot of fun. He could tell that Shiro was enjoying testing his abilities. He was sharp when it came to blocking, and his delivers on his attacks were always on point. He really was skilled. Which was why he was so surprised when he didn't block the obvious punch that Jett had thrown at him. He thought that he would see it, that was why he had put so much force in it.

But he treated hitting the wall like it was nothing. He stood up with ease, not even winded in the slightest. And Jett saw those soft eyes turn cold as he met his father's gaze.

"What is going on?" Sakdah looked at him. "What are you doing with my son?"

"Training," Jett answered. "I thought it would be a great thing for us neighbors to get some practice in."

"Is that so?" Sakdah raised a brow at him. "Well, it seems like he needs all the help he can get considering he couldn't block a simple blow."

"I got distracted when you came in," Shiro bowed his head slightly out of respect. His eyes were on his father the whole time. "I apologize for my mistake. It will not happen again."

"You're right," Sakdah said. "It won't happen again. Perhaps you need more practice before you gain your title, Shiro. A good warrior never gets distracted."

"Everyone makes mistakes," Jett looked at Sakdah. He couldn't have the man make an excuse like this to prolong his title. And he would rather die than let Sakdah get away with saying that to his mate. Shiro had already been in charge of so much. There was no doubt in his mind that he was ready to be the leader.

"Leaders do not make mistakes," Sakdah said. His light brown eyes attempted to burn holes through him. That gaze never worked on him, though. He could always see past the man's bullshit.

"That's a lie and you know it, Sakdah," Jett crossed his arms. "We've all made mistakes as leaders. And this was nothing as far as our mistakes have gone."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Sakdah said. His stance was tall and menacing. But it was Shiro's aura that truly caused tension in the room. It made this training ground feel more like a war zone.

"I think you do," Jett told him. "Perhaps you should give your son another chance to prove himself. I assure you that he was doing perfect right before you came in."

Sakdah sat there for a second, as if to think about what Jett had said. There was no way he was going to let him just take Shiro away. He would probably yell at him for absolutely nothing. And there was no way that he was going to have the man prolong Shiro's coronation. That was the one thing that he was riding on so that they could finally mark each other.

"Alright," Sakdah nodded and looked to Shiro. "You have one chance. Remember: distractions are no excuse."

"Yes, Alpha," Shiro bowed again.

"Why did he just call him Alpha?" Sophie asked. He forgot that she was with them for a second. "If that's his father, why wouldn't he call him by his title instead?"