Chapter 477
“You weren’t told?”
“No sit.”
He sighs with half a growl as he backs out of the van. He walks closer to us, stopping at the bottom of the steps, his delta aura blazing hot. It’s strong enough that Cole backs away from the steps with a small whimper, taking a seat on the glider beside the front door.
“What’s your name, by the way?”
“Delta Steven Ashman from White Ridge.” He states impatiently while holding his hand out for a shake.
“Nice to meet you Delta Ashman, I am Alpha Demetri Black. The last I was informed the Black Moon pack was supposed to be transporting them part way home.” I respond back.
I’m trying to stay neutral but the wolf has already ruffled my fur.
“There was a last minute change. Wolves from the Red Fang pack arrived Monday and Alpha Redmen requested that we do the pick up. I guess when the council saw I had a small drop off at Wolfington Academy that it wouldn’t be that big of a deal to do the transfer. I guess the council doesn’t count anybody’s time as worth anything because this stop has taken an hour and a half out of my trip and I’m short on patience after dealing with six half feral boys either crying or acting out the entire eight hour trip.”
“Perhaps we should reconsider allowing them to go with you if you’re having such a bad day.”
“Why does the day I’m having matter? I’m already here, we need to get on the road if we’re going to make decent time.”
“My concern is the he–wolf behind me is already having extremely high anxiety issues relating to his return to Red Fang. Allowing a wolf with no patience towards children to take an adult that’s likely in worse mental health shape than them is highly problematic.” He sighs hard as he goes silent for a minute.
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