Chapter 22: Scent of a home II

The place was quiet and seems to be rented just for them. Sitting in front of the old man, a waiter came to take his order giving him the menu. However, before the waiter could speak, Seth had opened his mouth, "give me a cushion please," then pointing at his lower half he added faking a whisper, "my butt hurts."

Blushing, the waiter left quickly to get his request.

The old man did not change his expression.

Seth put down the phone on the table next to a glass of wine. His long lashes flaunt as his eyes gaze directly at the person in front of him. He was wearing a standard businessman suit, and though old, his features still showed his beauty just like his alpha.

"Ah, so you two truly are... back again." the man's voice sounded like he was in his late fifties. He was calm and refined yet oppressive.

"I was amazed at your bravery, showing yourself in our territory." he gave Seth a menacing smile as he continues to slice the medium-rare steak on his plate.

"I apologize. I should have