The Not-Cool Second Master

"I didn't call you guys here to lecture Vaughn in front of you." The Alpha placed his hands on his hips. "I just didn't like how Vaughn glared at me.

"I called you guys out here because seven of you chose to pick a fight that they were supposed to win… but in what state did they go home? Scratched faces? Busted lips…? Sorry ass. It was a personal fight, but the mere fact that you guys are defeated by pups…"

The trainees who were with Vaughn lowered their heads. Only Vaughn and his best friend did not; the best friend even argued with Darius: "That pup named Dylan was cheating!"

A smile cracked Darius's lips in a slight sneer. "Dylan is a Delta. What did you expect? Do you expect Nick to not use his abilities in a fight because his enemies are Gammas? Betas? Do you think he will care? Of course not! The other wolves won't care. They will even love it that they have leverage. You should have thought about it. You knew, but you didn't consider it.