"Goodness, what the fuck?" Hera exclaimed as she and Angelo finally walked into the room where the creature was. She had a pretty mouth on her, but maybe this time, her colorful words were justified.
"I did not expect this, what the fuck are we even to do with this?" Angelo asked, equally in shock.
"What if we try—"
"Not we, I'll try—"
"We can't seriously be arguing about this," Hera whined and Angelo looked at her as if to tell her they had an eternity to stare at each other.
"Fine, be careful," Hera caved in, as she watched Angelo take the lead.
When they had been informed they would be leaders of the werewolves, they were never prepared, but at least they had embraced it.
When they were told that they would be protecting Alexei, they had agreed, but what they didn't know was that they would be meeting creatures that existed long before their parents had even thought of getting mated together.
