Dexter
It was surprising to have Alpha Kendell here at night, and despite the fact that he tried to hide it, he looked pained.
I dared not ask, as he didn’t seem like one who would entertain my questions, so I just let him in.
He made mention of the sacrifices, and oh moon goddess, I was excited.
But does he mean getting back the sacrifices that were sent away or bringing back the practice of decades– the sacrifices that he had just expunged?
"What about the sacrifices, Alpha?" I asked, trying not to sound overly excited.
He sighed as he looked around my room.
At least everything was in order.
"Is someone else here, Dexter?" he asked, sensing the air like one possessed.
His chestnut hair seemed to glow in the dark, and his eyes twitched like gold.
He turned to
