Bite-Size Luna
I spit.
“Alden, it’s okay,” soothes my mum, placing a warm hand on my arm.
“It’s not okay, no one should speak to their animai like that,” I say, squeezing her hand.
“You’ve got a set on you speaking to me like that,” says my dad through gritted teeth.
“You may be my dad, but I’m the Alpha now, and there’s some shit I won’t put up with. You better start showing mum more respect or so help me…”