Back home, it was dinner time. Mother wasn't on the table. She had gone out with a friend and still wasn't back. So it was just Alpha Vicenzo, Rex, Max, and Me.
It was intensely quiet. I was avoiding both their gazes and it didn't help that they were both stealing glances at me. Both of them. Like I was some artwork hung for the exhibition.
"So you chose to become a Fancy, huh?" Alpha Vicenzo continued after I broke the news. "That's the wisest choice you've ever made. I don't wanna offend your mother but Fancies are the elites of the werewolf world. You gain a lot more by becoming one of them."
"I hope so." There were no extra words I could add to it. I would, however, plead to him, if I could, to ask his sons to stop stealing glances at me. They were making me very nervous.
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