FACE-OFF

Perfect timing, Beta…

Ma’Heron nodded to Alexia, who returned the same gesture to him as she approached the door. She opened it wide, a forced smile pasted on her face.

“Well, hello, Aaron. If you’ve come to talk to my husband, I’m afraid he is rather busy at the moment…”

“Sorry Alexia, but I don’t really care about what he’s doing right now,” interrupted the livid Beta as he walked past the Gamma Female to see his bro sitting behind a massive mahogany executive table. “There you are, M!”

“Hello there, Aaron. You did hear my wife say I’m busy,” drawled Ma’Heron as he continued to go through documents while sitting on his large leather boss chair behind his home office desk.

The Beta only needed five long strides to get to his target, “I heard! And my concern is exactly that… WHAT are you currently busy with, may I ask?”

“Pack matters, which I take very seriously, as you well know.”

“Seriously, huh? Not according to Mr. and Mrs. Molave!”