Alpha Asshat
“Alpha,” my Gamma, Clay, murmured as I caught him arriving back at the pack in the middle of the night.
Knowing that his smell of alcohol was approaching, I came to the hall to wait. I could be a very patient wolf when it was necessary. Yet my patience was running low with him; he didn’t deserve anything other than a severe punishment.
All the lights were off, we were surrounded by darkness. Except for my glowing blue eyes burning holes on Clay, making him terrified with anticipation.
It was like a hunt, a haunting one.
A grin formed on my lips as my legs took a few threatening strides towards him and I lifted him by his shirt, narrowing my eyes at the incompetent i***t.
I was waiting for him for days, in which I could hardly mind-link his intoxicated ass.
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