บท 93: They Aren’t Born Leaders

(MILES)

I keep breaking the poles, trying to get a sharp edge out of each. It's not like I have anything to do, so this could as well distract me. Once again I hear noises from the other side of the door at the top of the stairs, and my weapon-making is distracted. I scowl as I strain my ear trying to eavesdrop.

Yellow eyes and Arlo can't surely be quarrelling. I find it hard to believe. Yellow Eyes is too submissive and loyal to challenge his boss. I keep eavesdropping but before I can make sense of whatever the quarrel is about, the door opens.

Three men that I don't recognize shuffle down the stairs. I watch them warily. One is an older alpha with blonde hair, wearing a suit and a pink tie. The other two are younger alphas. They don't look friendly at all. There is no sign of Arlo and yellow eyes. Who could these people be? Do they work for Arlo?