49. Her Passion

~ ENRIQUE ~

After giving my orders, most of the pack disperses, and I order Carlos the fool to overlook a few of the staff. I asked to pack up mine and Kataleya’s stuff, mainly essentials for me. It’s not necessary but… It’s easier for two people to move than everyone else.

“Enrique, do you need to do this? This is your home,” Jose asks quietly.

“You should be happy I won’t be in your hair constantly, cabrón.” I frown and hold my hand out. “Knife.”

He looks confused for a second, but instantly takes out his pocket knife and hands it to me.

“If only you always just listened.” I mutter, slicing into my hand, “Hand.”

He silently holds it out, and I slice his. “I, Alpha Enrique Ignacio Escarra, hereby make you, Jose Moreno, the Beta of the Fuego De Ceniza pack.” I grip his hand, our blood mixing, and I feel the shift as he comes back into rank. “Don’t fuck it up this time,” I say, turning my back on him.

“Enrique…” The moron really doesn’t get it. I frown at him and he smirks slight