Blood on the Dance Floor {Joining}

N/A · 09-25-2013, 02:05 PM

The creamy woman's voice filled her ears as she gave Raven the low down on how shit worked in a pack. As if she didn't know. She simply listened, nodding in understanding at the end. Thank you for letting me into the pack, Alena. Don't worry, pups and mates definitely aren't on my list of things in the future. So that's one less thing you gotta worry about. She told her with a chuckle, standing once more. Her bi coloured orbs scanned the area around her, taking in her new home. This would do, at least for the foreseeable future. One more question before I head off to get to know this joint a little better. When should I be expecting my spy training? She asked. yes, she was a bit blunt, but beating around the bush was tiring and pointless. She stood where she was, waiting. She was perfectly capable of waiting, it's something she had done a lot of in her days. Waiting for males to stop staring at her like a piece of meat, waiting for her old pack to stop treating her like garbage, waiting for, well, everything. So yeah, she could wait just a few more seconds for her new Alphess to tell her what to do, and when, so she could gain a rightful place in the pack.

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