Chief Keef sat down on the exquisitely soft and delicately white long sofa with his short wrinkled legs crossed as he sipped the ancient wine from the glass.
He leaned back with a blissful smile as the music which was playing in the background filled every corner of the room.
The song was being played on the vinyl record which was on the table behind him.
It was an old classic and even though the lyrics were a bit far-fetched, it was everything an old man needed to rest his aging muscles after a long day.
All of a sudden, he frowned his face when he heard a sound coming from right in front of him.
He was shocked beyond words when he opened his eyes to see the Alpha, his nephew, pouring a glass of wine for himself.
"X-Xavier?" He chortled out and barely missed biting his tongue.
"Hey, uncle," Xavier smiled a smile that clearly didn't reach his eyes which made chills fill Chief Keef's body.
