Tensions between two packs

Adonis

Since that moment in the woods with Arya earlier this morning, I haven’t seen her. I felt infuriated with this whole situation with her and her brother, I understood the agony she was feeling right now, but this delusional idea that she had in her head about standing by Sean’s side and rejecting me was seriously starting to piss me off.

I was sitting in my chambers gingerly leaning back in my seat as my short glass of scotch hung clutched in the vise grips of my hand, as I swung it from side to side nonchalantly. All I could do was stare passably at the wall across the room, the longer I sat there, the more agitated I began to fell.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door,

“What!” I barked, not in the mood to be polite at this very moment. The door opened and I saw my father standing there staring at questioningly as he raised a brow at me,

“I’m going to guess you’re earlier meeting with