My Dad literally dragged me to the Alpha office, where my Uncle was sitting at his desk, but sadly for me, Miles was sitting on the sofa at the opposite end of the room, his feet propped up on the coffee table, looking more than relaxed. Doing what he did best, absolutely nothing...
“Ah, hi Bailey sweetheart. How are you finding being back on pack?” Uncle Marshall asked me with a big smile, like he was pleased to see me. Needless to say, the feeling was not mutual with his son, whose dark glare was focused solely upon me from the moment I had walked into the room. If looks could kill, I would have dropped dead the second I came into the room. A painful death, no doubt too...
“Hi Uncle, it is a little odd, I can’t lie. I think I got used to being away.” I admitted, and saw him frown.
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