The Cursed Alpha's Regret
Tommy was happily roasting tiny marshmallow-like berries over the flames while Damien and Rodney discussed something.
“The berries are burning,” Rodney warned Tommy.
“They will be crunchy,” tommy said with a sweet smile. “I like it when they’re crunchy.”
“The little Alpha is fearless,” a warrior said as he leaned over to his colleague.
“He definitely inherited that from his mother.”
I acted like I didn’t hear that. When I saw the corner of Rodney’s mouth curving slightly, I knew he had also heard their words.
Soon, darkness took over the world, covering the mountains. People started telling stories around the fires the way wolves used to do in the old days. An elderly warrior spoke about fig