Chapter 75: Seventy Three

  He got his wish. James had just finished buttoning his fly when four dominant male wolves entered the restroom. Not intimidated by their scowls or aggressive postures, he ignored them, went to the sink, and washed his hands. As he dried them, they formed a semicircle around him, blocking him in. Turning, he looked at them all curiously…like they were bugs. They didn't like that.

  The one in the middle stepped forward slightly, tilting his bald head. "Who are you?"

  "You guys are confronting me. I'll ask the questions. What do you want?" That seemed to have knocked his confidence a little. Good. Stupid shit was dominant, but he wasn't an alpha, and yet here he was practically challenging one, endangering himself and his packmates. He should know better. He should have been taught better.

  "Our Alpha would like to speak to you."

  "Really?" drawled James . "And why is that?"