Greyson
“That backfired majorly.” Joseph sighs and plops to the floor, settling with his head in between his hands. Now, I’m not the kind of man to just sit on the floor for no reason, so I debate standing, and even grabbing a chair, but it will just make the difference odd. I wonder if Joseph realises that if he was a demon I would have killed him for the simple fact that he made me uncomfortable and added extra stress purely because he sits on the floor.
“Sophia made a deal too.” I start. I am still shifting my weight from one leg to the other, not knowing where to sit.
“Actually, can you just get up and maybe grab some chairs so we can talk like normal people?” I burst all of a sudden. Alpha Joseph looks at me funny, then he gets up and tells me to follow him.
“We can talk in here.
