"So, it's time." The rogue Alpha turned to me. His expression was lighter compared to how it was when he was speaking with his pack member. It was as if he were not the same as the person who stood there looking like the pack member that, ended, stole his favourite toy.
"Time for what?" I frown at the rogue Alpha. The way his eyes sparkled, made me weary of him.
"Before I tell you this, I think I have got to tell you a story."
"A story? Fire on."
"You need to sit for this." He sat on the floor where he was sitting before one of his Werewolves came in.
"Am I not sitting, Already?" I cross my legs, "fire on."
But you gotta be fast about it.
I have so many things to do right now that don't include sitting on the floor and listening to a tale that may or may not be true.
"So."
He said, but didn't try to continue. It was as if he were checking for my reactions.
