“It’s been a while, Mira”.
“Yes, it has…Aito”. Miyamura nods at the alpha sitting across him.
For this meeting, he decided to rent an entire bar. He wanted no prying eyes, no noise, and no disturbances. And with his money— he got exactly that.
Yukimura Aito glances around the empty establishment in mild confusion. “Is there a reason why you called me back to Japan?”. His gaze settles back on Miyamura. “Not that I’m not happy to see you again, but I know that the feeling might not be mutual”.
Miyamura scoffs, then pours himself a glass of scotch and downs it. “You’re saying it like I have something against you, Aito”. He pours another glass and passed it to the other alpha.
Aito ducks his head, avoiding Miyamjra’s gaze as he accepts the glass of scotch. “You don’t have to be vague
