SUBMITTING TO THE ALPHA TWINS
More importantly, what were going to do with my men?
A clue to my question came sooner than I expected. Two men, who were obviously werewolves, dragged us out in a ruthless manner. We came to what looked like an Hogwarts dining hall. The difference was no exquisite cuisine to nurse the taste buds, no ghosts, no smiling faces, and definitely no witches. But we’ve got a Dumbledore, only younger and clean shaven, sitting at the head of the table with a smirk that had me trembling to my toes. The room was full of werewolves, those not sitting around the table stood and watched me stand at the raised stage.
Hot Chapters