The Alpha's Slave Mate
Casper wasn’t in the game, but I could see Jamie’s blue collar around his neck.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” said Casper with a glint in his eye.
Jamie surveyed the scene in front of him. I saw him briefly pause when he saw our poorly constructed rope swing.
“It appears that we’ve found three wolves slacking off Alpha,” Jamie said, boring his eyes into us with disdain.
“It’s no wonder your team’s doing so badly,” Casper reprimanded us.
Jamie laughed, and it sounded slightly demonic.
“You could give the other teams 20 extra wolves like these, and I would still win.”