Albie
I’m an adult. I remind myself that whenever I face any of my pack members, the same members that I grew up so briefly with before being sent to boarding school. I know what they think of me, it’s easy for the Alpha to go through their thoughts whether there is a block or not. I try not to invade anyone’s privacy, but as an Alpha, I’m also the moderator. The one who must listen to their voices from paper to their thoughts.
Every Alpha’s are different, but unlike my father, I kept myself available for them in papers and tried to keep myself closed through the pack link. There are just things they want to keep to themselves and I’m giving them the privacy they badly needed from my father’s obtrusive method, it’s one of the ways he could weed out anyone having any relations with a hum
