The Games
“Tell me again why I have to go to the Games like I’m participating?” I asked my Alpha as I was a little put off that I was joining such a ridiculous event that the city pack practically owns. “Why can’t we just go there and burn it all to the ground?”
“Because there are innocent people in the Games.” The Alpha reminds me with a placid face. “We only want the city pack, not the innocents."
Years and years of being with the man they called a monster have made me realize that he’s not at all like what he paints himself to be. What kind of monster cares for innocents? What kind of monster changes his plans to cater to the needs of small folk that don’t matter to him?
Only our Alpha.
And I admired that.
Moira flutters her long eyelashes at the Alpha then, her hands on his arm
