Chapter 102: Tragedy
ALPHA MAVERICK’S POV
"This concludes our meeting for the day. We can discuss the follow-up routines of rogue inspection and security changes through video calls," I said before standing from my seat, making all the alphas stand at the same time.
Honestly speaking, I was tired as hell.
This one hour meeting made me more tired than four hours’ worth of training.
Leave Reaper, even I was feeling I needed a dose of Valencia’s love, her kisses, her hugs, her shy gazes, the way she keeps pushing me away but her body only wants to draw me close.
I wanted all of that and I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to mark her, throw her on my bed and just bury myself inside her for eternity already.
That was the kind of effect she was having on me these days and nothing could call it a lie.
"Alpha Maverick,"
I heard a voice as soon as I nodded at everyone, ready to leave, and I closed my eyes, barely containing my annoyance from showing on my face because Reaper was only looking for a little loophole to snap at these alphas which was the last thing I wanted to happen.
"Yes, Alpha Tyler," I turned to look at the arrogant alpha, who was looking at me with a genuine expression, and I sighed.
Was I being too harsh on the guy?