'Alpha! Alpha!! Alpha!!!'
These phrases kept echoing inside Desmond's head as he stood at the door aimlessly staring at the young lad. He keeps wondering what exactly does he meant by the word 'Alpha'.
"Release the boy" Desmond instructed Johnnie as he walked over to the chair that was next to the table and sit while he crossed his legs.
"But Sir," Johnnie felt reluctant to do so because he knows how cunning the young boy could be.
"I'm sure you heard me!" He ordered, with his eyes locked on the boy.
"Okay boss!"
Johnnie went over to the boy and untied the bandages that were wrapped on him and made him sit properly on the chair.
"So, explain what you meant by I'm the Alpha." Desmond interrogated him with a soft tone. But, the boy only kept smiling without the intention of utter
