Amdusias often played or sang at clubs or bars to get a little extra money to help keep his pet store afloat. Usually, he'd just play a few songs and leave the stage, go home, and sleep, but tonight he noticed a man watching him intently.

      Throughout the show, he watches the other, but not in a way to raise suspicion as to him staring at one person in particular. He allowed his eyes to wonder every now and then so nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Irene looked down at the man who suddenly flopped down to lay in her lap. "You think i'm ignoring you darling? oh i'm sorry" she said leaning down to kiss him sweetly.

This was bullshit. Horse Crap. Cow Manure.      Every kind of fucking shit that existed. Complete and utter shite.

Severin had spent his entire life preparing to be Pack Alpha, the last few years specifically tailing his father in the hope that he would be just as great when he took over. Admittedly, when he would take over it would have likely been after his fathers death, something that would happen over the territorial war that was-      or he supposed had happened over the last few years.

Finally, that, and the needless deaths had stopped.

He supposed he would have been happy if he wasn't the fucking peace prize that the two packs had agreed upon.      Yes his father had told him that being a good leader meant sacrifice, but      it was all well saying that when he wasn't going to be... well whatever he      was going to be for their fucking rivals.

So now here he was, the seventeen year old never-would-be-pack-leader, standing with his head held high, sarcastically saying,