THE PAST
(Author's POV)
The day wore on slowly. Benjamin didn't have much to do or say to the seer after hearing her story so he sat down in the same position for hours, staring at the ceiling of her small house in silence.
It was so small. The house was so small that he doubted he could carry his son on his shoulders within it when the kid reaches about ten years of age.
This was much unlike his house where the ceiling is so high that even five men at his height stood on each other's heads, they could never hope to touch it.
After a while of thought, he chuckled and then turned his attention to the mortified seer who sat in tense uncertainty. An Alpha was vastly more powerful than any other werewolf within the pack and she wasn't even a combat oriented werewolf which makes it even ea
