Tristan stared at the white envelope he stretched forward without any intention of accepting it.
He looked back at him, without doubt he could tell he was an Alpha.
His face wasn't particularly handsome, but he exuded the kind of coldness only Alpha could. His black jacket and low haircut gave Tristan a bad intuition.
Nita beside him carefully accepted the envelope, Boston hesitated a little before letting it go.
"Boston from where?" She asked as she struggled with the envelope.
"I was sent by the Alpha" Boston replied, a little annoyed that Tristan was basically ignoring him.
He had been very angry to be sent here in the first place to guard an ordinary Omega but seeing him in person he definitely understood the way the Alpha felt. The Omega with long hair and feminine features would make any Alpha go crazy. But seeing how he was being treated was a blow to his pride as an Alpha.
"Which Alpha?" Tristan finally asked.
