Chapter 60: Gentleman?

BAELA

I walked outside the tent after a few minutes had passed for Alpha Abbadon to be gone with the Beta. He didn't want to be seen with me in a compromising situation. Oh, how I had also not wanted the same thing a feed days ago, when he held my hand in public. Now I wished us to be seen together badly, it will only affirm my belief that Alpha Abbadon had not just taken a liken to me but more importantly had started to fall in love with me.

Alpha Abbadon was no where in sight when I stepped outside his tent. The camp was half filled now as everyone was engaged in doing one or two things before we had to pack and leave again. At first I was not sure what I wanted to do next but then I quickly remember how I had ended up in Alpha Abbadon's tent in the first place.

I had come here to report Beta Oliver to him and now that was done I had to go back to my tent, actually Beta Mark's tent to be precise. My stuff was there, I had to pick up a fresh cloth and go have my bath in the stream.

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