Sheep in Wolf's Clothing
This was the only thing they did all their lives, dedicating their whole lives to fighting in an isolated place with no pleasure, only pain.
My eyes caught the mighty Alpha Karim as he stomped out of his tent. He was a huge man with a defined build. He was clad in hide pants with a belt of weapon wrapped around his waist. His chest was bare, just like the other warriors, but he held my gaze. There were slashes across his back and tattoos I could not make out what they meant on his right chest. Now that I knew he was The Alpha, he looked deadlier and more frightening.
Just like a cue, he turned and looked my way, our eyes met, and I tore mine away from him and hurried away. My heart began to