Alpha Chase
I don’t want any trouble with the other alphas in the alliance, so she’s equally as off-limits, under our protection whenever she’s around.
About twenty people have shown up at the pit tonight so far. Stasia’s here with a few of her girlfriends, shooting back vodka and cackling at a story one of them is telling. The more she drinks, the louder and more obnoxious that laugh of hers is. She’s acting like last night never even happened, which I suppose is par for the course with her. I piss her off, she hooks up with one of my friends to try to get a rise out of me, and when it doesn’t work, she comes crawling back anyways. That girl’s like a fucking disease.