An Alpha for the Alpha
Typhon grabs my shoulder and stares me down, “There is quite a bit you're going to have to say little Alpha.”
“Let him go,” His friend says in a low voice, “Don't lose your temper.”
“Don't lose my temper ?!” Typhon roars, sounding very much as if he has already lost it, “Do you understand what ….”
The woman is looking at me, “I think they feared if they could trust him … I mean he is clearly a smart kid, Maybe they thought he might decide to warn us.”
I do appreciate being called smart, but …, “Could we drop the referring to me as a kid, I am a grown man, and an Alpha. I am not sure how much I can help, but I am willing to try.”