"What the hell is happening?"
The Beta raised his voice.
"Language... the Alpha is seated. Pretend to at least, even if you don't know what the word respect means."
The Gamma scolded. Yet the Beta didn't seem like he cared less. His face canvassed the anxiousness.
"What did he say? What the biaper say?"
Another man of the group had asked. The Alpha sat there unbothered. He would look from A to B. It was as though he was in his own world. As though he also was having a hard time drawing a closure.
"We are awaiting your response. Alpha."
The heat which wasbuilding up in the room was unlike the usual which could be cooled down in the blink of an eye. This seemed like it would take quite an effort to get things back to what they used to be, or what they ought to be.
"He didn't do it."
