The Rogues
Slamming the door to conclude her exit.
Sighing in relief, I threw on my jacket and ran down the stairs, time to go and see my bride to be.
Vivians eyes widened as I entered the room, her friend Cat spun around.
“Well well well if it isn’t the man himself Thomas Bradley, Alpha of The Rogues”, she mocked, rolling her eyes in disgust.
“Well, well well, if it isn’t the human lover”, I retorted, raising my eyebrows.
“Fuck you, asshole” rage flashed across Cat’s face. I had delivered a low blow, rattling her usual calm demeanour.
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