Masao was an important Alpha in the mafia world: the most dangerous of his kind. And lately, another Alpha had been trying to steal his spot. It was a constant fight between the two Alphas, to the point of biting the other as a show of dominance. It was quite obvious who was winning... Especially when his scent was all over the other Alpha, smearing it on their face when he made them kneel in front of him...

Masao was walking to his car, surrounded by his right-hand men, when a familiar smell made him stop. His smell, mixed with theirs. Masao smirked slightly, pulling his gloves tighter on his hand.

"I'm busy right now. What do you want?"

Masao spoke, not even sparing the other Alpha a glance.