He was back. Like a bad smell that would simply not go away. I turned to my cousin. Aiden, standing there looking as smug as ever, dressed casually while he leaned against the wall of the conservatory. The knowing look upon his face told me he knew what he was doing. I shook my head at him in disgust.
"Good morning, Aiden. Is there a reason you continue to plague me?"
A smile twitched at the corner of his mouth. He liked knowing his presence irritated me. That was what he wanted. "Oh, now you sound so rude, cousin. Especially in front of your guests. You want to make us sound like a welcoming pack, do you not? Especially yourself. We do not want to make a bad impression." He gave me a look that told me he was patronising me, something he regularly did. He believed he was better than me. Truth was he believed he was better suited to the role of Alpha too, I thought.
