"Alpha King Mwansa." Kaelos cleared his throat, addressing the African Alpha King with a smooth tone. "While I understand your concern, I think you're being a bit too... Uptight."
I widened my eyes, glancing at Kaelos again. His face was calm but I could see the storm brewing in the corner of his eyes already.
"Uptight?" Alpha King Mwansa repeated, clasping his hands in front of himself. "I have things to attend to, Kaelos. We all do and—"
"Alpha King Kaelos." Kaelos interrupted with a sharp tone, tilting his head only slightly. "I would like it if you refer to me by my title, sir. Trial or not, I still remain the sovereign of the packs of North America."
'What are you doing?' I couldn't help but ask through the mind link. 'I thought we're supposed to be—'
