Silvertip Mountain What few friends we have

Ezekiel did not like this female already. He didn't care if she was from another pack or not, it made him pissed that she didn't show any signs of respect. Was she not at his border? Lip quivering angrily, Ezekiel was about to snap back at the insuboordinate, completely disregarding what she had said, when Steady arrived, looking happy and friendly. Steady smiled at Zeke and gave him a nod. Zeke's own alpha had more respect than this girl. He accepted it awkwardly, however expression still blank. And then Shalon gave her respect to Steady. That didn't make him mad, but it was ironic.

The two began to speak to each other, apparently old friends or something. Feeling angry and annoyed, Zeke sat down face as stoic as usual. When he was mad or annoyed, it was hard to tell, since he defaulted to his menacing blank glare. He would simply watch for now, just in case something happened. He silently hoped that Steady wouldn't draw him into their conversation, but knew his friend probably would. Steady liked to include everyone.