HIDDEN CLAWS

“My Alpha, Beta Tom has arrived,” one of the servants in Alpha Blake's house announced.

“Alright send him into the reception room.”

Alpha Blake starred a bit longer at the old picture. Sighing, he carefully laid it back in the old wooden box and pushed it back under his bed.

Then he made it to the reception room.

When Beta Tom saw him walk in, he stood up.

“My Alpha, is everything alright? When I got your urgent message I was deeply worried and had to come at once.”

Alpha Blake nodded with a small smile. Having Tom Carlos as his Beta lessened his worries. Asides the fact that he was deeply respectful, he was always there whenever he was called upon.

sometimes Alpha Blake thought he was being too respectful especially as they were friends.

“Yes. Thank you for coming.” He motioned him to sit.

Alpha Blake let out a heave as he settled into the sofa.

Beta Tom squinted at him.

“You look troubled my Alpha. What is it bothering you?”

Alpha Blake sighed again. “It's nothing. Tell me,