Unity.
Alpha Geralt insisted that I shouldn't report to work until the weekend, and I should keep all the gist pending until then. He only called to check on me, and I prayed that the week ended already so I could hear from him what the lycan king came to do in the pack.
Also, if I heard from him that we are really mates, I would be the happiest because I would have nothing to do with Tyrion ever again.
On the last day of school, I did laundry because I knew I wouldn't return until Monday after school.
Aslan sat beside me, playing a game with his cell phone while I hummed a tune. “My girlfriend is coming next weekend, so cancel whatever f*****g date you have with your sugar daddy,” he said, his gaze fixated on his phone.
I dropped the cloth I was holding and asked him, “Who did you j
