The Alpha's Beta
I stretched my neck, aiming to have a better look on her features.
It was all futile. Having her silky chestnut locks waves through the wind, grazing her shoulder had unfortunately covered most of her face. My throat let out a grunt, irritated.
Wait, irritated? What am I annoyed about?
I shook my head a couple of times, prompting me to focus on the subject matter. My brain moved on drive, curious as to what causes her to venture on such an act.
By the way she set forth her emotions, the Alpha must have infuriated her greatly. Alphas are sometimes very vexing to be around with. I won't deny that.