Beta Tyler
she says, cupping my face, kissing my forehead, and sprinting back to the crowd quickly.
Alpha Landon, or Blake as he constantly warns me to call him- stands in front of us, making everyone quiet down. His hands behind his back, looking sternly at all of us. Ty stands beside him, and Liam to his other side. "Remind me again, pups... Who are we?"
"Primords!" a few answers are heard. He chuckles, nodding with his head down, and sighs. He looks up with a demanding stare, clenching his jaw, and yells out in a more demanding voice, "I SAID... WHO ARE... WE?"