"Your father is here," Lenn noticed Alpha Colton strolling into the Pack's training ground.
Anyone could tell that the Alpha King was taking a stroll to enjoy the evening fresh air and warm weather.
Ryker takes off his boxing gloves, bowing slightly at his father.
Everyone else in the training ground gives a full bow at the Alpha King, sprinting out to give the father and son a private moment.
"How are you doing, Ryker?"Alpha Colton attempts to have a heart to heart talk with his favorite son, his favorite heir.
Ryker shrugs, uninterested in playing family bond with his father, "You are not here to know anything about my well-being, father. What do you want?"
"Why have you proven to be so difficult? What exactly has gotten into you? And what is with the color of your hair?"
Ryker hates the fact that everyone else is speaking on his hair except the one person that wanted him to look like this.
This is making him feel irritated even more.
"Just say what you want, father."
