“I hate coming to these things.” Xavier looked over to where Dylan was sullenly ricocheting a stress ball off of a nearby plated glass window, only to catch it in his lightning quick hands and begin the process over again.
“How could you possibly? You almost never show up when you’re supposed to,” Xavier scoffed.
Dylan’s lips curled up into a self-serving grin, “I’m no one’s Alpha yet.”
“Because you don’t come to the f*****g meetings. I’ve been attending these things practically since I was old enough to walk.”
This time, Dylan tossed the ball and kept it after he caught it, “And you were crowned one of Red Moon’s youngest Alpha’s and it’s only been three years and you’re so happy.”
Xavier frowned, “f**k you.”
Dylan only sent him a sardonic grin in return. He
