Richards pov.
I staple my hand under my chin giving Mr. Ugly a heated stare. He's weak. I smell his fear drifting up my nostrils. Its smell is burnt leaves. Not pleasant. I tilt my head waiting.
"Uh...Alpha" He clears his throat. He's choking. Mr. Chokes' eyes are pleading mercy cause he's too damn choked up to even speak what's on his mind when he in fact set this whole damn meeting up. I growl to myself.
"Spit out what ya came here to say, boy," I say a tad threatening.
"Well, Alpha...it's not my fault," He says all panicky. "Lily just came into the kitchen and everything seemed to halt at the moment and then my wolf said she was...my mate." Mr. Panics a lot informs me. Even though I knew I wanted him to personally tell me. I won't make anything easy for Mr. Ugly.
I growl at him lo
