Crisis II

Alpha Alexander frowned while staring at her, his sharp eyes were reading her, but his beta—who was flustered to save his comrades—quickly nodded his head. The latter almost grasped her shoulders. “Let’s do choice two! What will be the – o-ouch!”

The Crimson Moon Pack’s beta briskly stopped when Alpha Alexander clamped the flustered beta’s arm rather painfully; cutting the latter’s words in the process. He was about to protest when he was welcomed with his alpha’s warning gaze. He was stumped and slowly realized how he almost brushed with death. Cold sweat immediately gathered on his forehead.

“Do you want the Blood Alpha to clean you up?” Alpha Alexander asked.

His beta immediately shook his head in a frenzy. What a joke! He was flustered because he wanted to survive and find himself a mate after this war; why would he provoke that sinister alpha who was more lunatic than his alpha? Thank goodness that Alpha Alexander was able to save him on time!

Diana cleared her throat for the nth