“In that case, we should be on our way Sir”. I speak as calmly as I can while Sakura holds onto my hand in a death grip.
I understand that she doesn’t want me to speak up in a gathering of alphas— But she doesn’t understand that if I don’t speak up now, then we would get dragged into their s**t whether we like it or not.
I’ve been around them for a while, so I have an idea of how they operate.
Miyamura blinks at me for two minutes straight before he speaks. It’s unnerving. “On your way to where?”. He asks like he doesn’t understand my question.
Even Misa tilts her head at me in feigned confusion.
These accursed twins.
I swear my blood pressure rises.
Sakura’s grip on my hand falters slightly. I know she wants to speak but she would rather swallow nails than to willingly conver
