Alpha Jason

Alpha Jason

This was not who I expected when Emerald walked in with Zavian. I was expecting, as the kids say, some creepy old man. That is not what I saw following Emerald into my office. Zavian was my height, so 6’3”, with messy purple hair and bright lime green eyes. He has tattoos covering a large portion of his body and several facial piercings. I have no doubt that he has more under his clothes. I watch as Emerald takes her usual seat between my boys, and Zavain sits down not far from her. I can’t blame him for sitting close to the only person he knows here. He doesn’t seem nervous being here, which makes me uncomfortable.

“Stop being an asshole Raven. He is not going to do anything.” Emerald says.

I look at Raven, who is watching Zavian close. I hear a yelp and smile because I know that one of the boys probably smacked her for swearing. I hear a deep chuckle and look at Zavain, observing the three of them closely. I see Emerald rub her side as she mumbles somethin