CHAPTER 13: XHAFER'S ESCAPE

The sun seemed to have noticed how gloomy it was going to be today. In the halls of Brutus's home, there was a young boy who happened to be his younger brother. The teenage boy had a frown on his face as he made his way towards the sitting room, where he knew his brother, the scariest Alpha of all, would be.

The guards guarding the place seemed to know who he was, as they made no attempt to stop him.

"Brother! How could you?" He yelled, his medium-sized hands clenched into a fist as he glared at Brutus, who pretended not to hear him.

"You're yelling..." Brutus stated calmly, sipping on the coffee in his mug while his gaze was focused on the TV.

Balling his fists, the teenage boy with a head full of brown curly hair stumped his feet towards the table and slammed his hands lightly on it before picking up the remote.

The television suddenly went off, and Brutus, who had been unbothered by anything his younger brother had been saying, suddenly grew mad. A vast difference from the man