"Okay. What do you have to do?" Sylvie asked keenly. She seemed to get more anxious than I was as we neared the council building in the Central city.
"Make an impression," I answered, shaking away the anxiety which creeps the hell out of me. I lost count of how many times I thought of changing my mind and regretting I ever said yes. But I couldn't voice it out. Not after I insisted. Now as we get closer to meeting the other Alphas and because I could feel Sylvie's growing anxiety I feel like I would puke any moment.
"How do you do that?"
"Act cool and stay humble. Let them doubt they ever witnessed and experienced my power and make it clear that I am not a threat to any of them," I recited what she taught me though I don't fully understand how that could leave a good impression.
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