Chapter 12. Traitor

"I don't tolerate insolence, Denzel. Because I named you Alpha of this pack doesn't mean that I don't have power over you. I am still your king."

"Cut the bullshit, Father. Tell me the truth," Denzel snapped.

Jerome's eyes narrowed. His jaw began to tick rapidly. "Nathan and Manara Ramilek were traitors. You know the pack laws. Therefore, you are aware of how we deal with treason."

He picked the paper up and looked over it before slowly tearing it to shreds, his cutting gaze never leaving Denzel's.

"This is about your mate's accusations," He stated simply, an elegant eyebrow raised half an inch.

Denzel didn't answer. His teeth ground against each other. He knew what his father was doing. Hell, they've been living under the same roof for twenty-five years. He knew the man like the back of his hand.

"I understand the mate bond, boy. However, you must remember that your feelings for your mate shouldn't cloud your reasoning. Only allow reason to rule over yo