Ethan said, complimenting him sincerely. "Most people in your position would have opened with a threat."
"I can do that, too."
Geron's eyes didn't leave Ethan's face, grave expression, and dominant pheromones pressing down on Ethan.
"What. Is. It."
Ethan's smile widened, amused and completely unaffected.
Geron frowned as he seemed to figure out something in this interaction.
"It is something that could help him," Ethan said lightly.
For a moment, Geron didn't understand what he meant.
Help him?
What could be something that could help someone if it made them go through this painful and dreadful experience?
Then the thick smell of alpha pheromones hit him.
Every alpha who wasn't dominant began to feel the strain of facing the pressure of the pheromones of a dominant alpha.
Geron's dominant pheromones began to fight back for dominance.
