After our spar with Dad I did a little detour before I returned to my room. Yup, my Mother put me and Anton into my childhood bedroom. I didn't mind as it was bigger than any guestroom and I had a few cool things in there, but Anton seemed a bit off. I guess living in your teenage Mate bedroom wasn't exactly Big Bad Alpha style. Not that I had pink walls or something, but it was full of pictures of me and my friends amongst whom some were boys.
Anton was looking at one of my picture frames when I finally walked in. I put my arms around his waist and hugged him from behind.
"So, what do you think so far? Is this visit as dreadful as you suspected?"
"Not at all. You're very close with each other. You would fight for everyone and they would too for you."
"Well, not everyone. I would to
