Alpha Mason POV
I entered my office, still smiling, but my good mood was gone as soon as I took a look at my desk. So far I and Zyier had exchanged a few letters. Vampires are old enough to value the old ways of communication. I could easily go and see him or make a call, but Nah, he wants the old-fashioned way.
That was the fifth letter I was writing and the whole situation made me pissed. He was doing it on purpose, the piece of s**t. Now I had to be sure my letter was polite enough, even If I wanted to lose my boundaries.
I looked at the beginning.
"Dear friend, Zyier.
I hope you're doing well, since the last time we were in touch. I'm eager to hear from you. I know you must be busy, with all the vampire's weird s**t you do and that you're old as f**k and probably's hard to remem
