Alpha Blake
My dad sits on a lazy boy chair in the small sitting area that is arranged to the right side of the office.
Luna Christy makes her way back, slowly, and stands next to her husband, alpha Brock towards his left-hand side. Behind me, my mother walks in and makes her way, sitting next to my father in the small living room.
"Selene, have a seat," Alpha Brock demands. I make my way over and sit on the cold brown leather chair, fixed in front of his desk. Utter and awkward silence overtakes the room, making me feel unease. He clears his throat as he commences to speak.