Page 23 of Scarred Alphas

echoes off walls.

but no bark.

just noise.

like big dog.

yellow-hair smiles.

moves closer.

no fear.

"It's just a little furniture, Daddy. It's not like you already had a theme going."

one-eye alpha growls.

empty sound.

"Theme? The theme is 'my stuff in my house where I fucking want it.'"

yellow-hair touches other alpha's arm.

same way Moon touches mine.

bigger alpha relaxes.

strange.

alphas don't touch unless fighting.

unless...

oh.

understand now.

yellow-hair belongs to him.

yellow-hair is one-eyed's sun.

just like Moon is my moon.

good.

they can distract each other from her.

Geo finally notices sick alpha's strange clothes.

stares.

lips twitch.

then laughs.

loud.

hard.