They didn't see their former Alpha confidently marching around the grounds every day, I suppose.
"So," Aleksei said as we made our way into the neighbourhood, "where did my house go?" as he peered about inquisitively.
"When Mum and Dad visit, they live there. Mum pleaded with me not to destroy it, even though that was my original plan.
"Harsh, you really wanted to get rid of me, didn't you?"
I shrugged sheepishly at him and said, "Can you blame me? I wanted nothing to do with you since I thought you were a pussy."
"Well, you are what you eat."
I hated to say it, but I was glad that his crass sense of humour hadn't changed at all over the years.
I said, "If we go by that, then you're a dick and an asshole," as we ascended the steps to his former residence.
"And you're a nip–"
"Close the trap. I muttered, "We're going inside," and unlocked the front door.
