BL: 012

"Why are we here again, it feels so uncomfortable. I mean look at them?"

Jett reeled his head to the left side where his other closest buddies stood, Riyan, Sam, and Connor while on his right stood Ace, Brian, Abel, and Kinn and in front of them, standing in a circle were the able warriors of Blood Pearl Pack, in their bulky and sturdy form, putting on nothing but pants, leaving their tone, vigorous under body bare.

Correlated to them, Jett admitted he and his pack were tinies that could be crushed with just a finger of these men. No wonder they could quell packs without breaking a sweat.

And in the middle of the circle, was Stefan, demonstrating the act of combat while equally wearing nothing but black knee ripped jeans, showcasing his tone stomach.

"He's hot, isn't he?"

Jett and his group turned their heads to the voice on their left. Kinn could only shrug at the looks he earned. "What, am just saying the