How Villains Are Born
Maybe he was just some regular playboy who loved women with boobs and butts.
"I'm Alpha Damien, leader of Ironclaw Pack. May I know you, sir?" I requested, still leaving his hands hanging in the air. I did not shake it, neither did I show any welcoming emotions on my face.
He seemed a bit offended, but he shoved it off and dropped his hand down. "Um. Hi, nephew. You've really grown. I'm sure you don't remember me. You were... umm... still a child when I left this pack. I'm Blake. Blake Barney." He explained, still trying to win me over with a smile, but I wasn't vulnerable. I wish he knew.