Alpha Logan
I shrugged.
“Alright, you look like someone kicked your puppy. It’s sad,” Holly sighed, holding a hand out to Alexander. Alexander looked confused and a little annoyed. “I’m not in the mood, Holly,” he huffed.
“No shit. You’re sitting here sulking. It’s not an attractive look. Now come on, dumbass,” Holly rolled her eyes, no longer waiting for him to get the clue.
I snickered as Alexander stumbled while one of my strongest she-wolves yanked him along behind her to the dance floor. The boy looked so lost and terrified as she placed his hand on her waist.