Vincent POV
“Come forward son, come sit down and let's have some cinnamon tea,” the voice called out sounding exactly like my mom, soft and pleasing to the ears and without further thoughts I heeded to the voice.
I would have completely fallen for this stunt if I had no idea of how dangerous she was. To confirm this, two sharp knives stuck to each side of me and I smirked.
“Miss me Alpha Vincent?” Her voice changed back to her normal ones and she ripped the dress to reveal a tight black fitting outfit and took off the brown wig and all other costumes she had on.
“This disguise took the hardest to make Alpha Vincent, you should appreciate the effort,” she confessed and I glared hard at her throwing back the sharp knives to her seat.
“Stop with your freaking antics Deborah and let us ge
