Luca POV
I hold out a blindfold to Alpha Gregory, and he refuses to take it from me. I thrust it in his direction with a low growl.
"What is this for?" Alpha Gregory asks as he rips it out of my hand.
"I don't let anyone know where my rogue camp is," I say shortly.
"Are we or are we not working together?" Alpha Gregory raises an eyebrow at me.
"We are," I say through gritted teeth. "But these are my rogues. It took me years to gain their trust and alliance."
Alpha Gregory rolls down the car window and lets the blindfold fly out. Cursing under my breath, I slam on the brakes. The car skids to a stop on the gravel beside the road. My anger is filling the car, and my Alpha Aura is attempting to make Alpha Gregory submit.
A low growl rumbles in Alpha Gregory's chest, and his aura hits me like a ton of bricks. "You would do well to remember your place," he snarls at me. "I am an Alpha, and you are not."