"Alpha," Lenn takes short quick steps toward Ryker when he sees the Alpha strolling into the Villa with his hands in his pocket.
He is blowing a melodic whistle with his lips.
"You are finally back, Alpha," Lenn couldn't hide the anxiousness in his tone nor the big line of frown sitting heavily on his forehead.
He was so upset that he couldn not go to the party with Alpha Ryker as he had demanded to be left alone.
To top it all up, the Alpha did not return to the Villa all night.
"Why are you frowning so early in the morning? Did something happen?"
Lenn leans forward and smells Ryker's shirt with a wrinkled nose.
"What happened to you, Alpha?" He could already tell the acidic odor was imprinted with a human vomit.
And there was also a heavy soft floral scent all over the Alpha.
"Get the Pack's barber here immediately," Ryker urged, amused at himself for what he is about to do.
