Clerophine

Nate looked at Mark from head to toe and turned his gaze to Beatrice, standing behind him.

"Who is he?" Nate asked her, Beatrice looked at Mark.

"He is Mark, my friend." Beatrice answer. Nate turns his gaze to Mark again.

"And what are you doing here in my house?" Nate asked him.

"I'm visiting my friends, her family told me that she was here, so I came here to visit her," Mark answered. Nate turned his head to Rayver.

"And what happened to the both of you?" He asked.

"This man pushed me first." His Beta said.

"Well, it's your fault, you give some meaning to my friend," Beatrice said, so Nate turned to her.

"Talk to your Beta Nate. He's making some scenes earlier. Mark was about to go, but he said that it didn't look like Mark was my friend." Beatrice said, Nate. "He gives meaning in nonsense things." She added.

"Rayver," Nate called his Beta name.

Rayver bowed down.

"I am sorry," Rayver said and looked at Beatrice. "Please forgive me, Ms. Margarett." He told Beatrice, who was laugh