Milo's POV
Tapping my knuckles on the door, I straightened my tie as I caught myself in the reflection of the blacked out glass. I gave my reflection a wink before running my hand through my slick back styled hair.
'Damn, I look good,' I said to my wolf 'How good do I look?'
Connor sighed 'Immensely so, Milo,' his tone sarcastic 'Do you ever get tired of looking at yourself in the mirror?'
'No,' I replied with a laugh 'When you look as hot as I do, every mirror needs to be blessed with your reflection,'
'I'm going, call me when there's something actually important going on,' Connor said, before disappearing from my mind.
"Where have you brought me Milo?" Rufus asked, he frowned in confusion as he studied the door.
I turned to face my Dad, and I couldn't deny I was im
