Duck Lake karma is the thunder

Her gratitude expressed—and then the question of just how well his Alpha would respond. He blinked for a moment as another gust of wind swept past, debating on this intricate moment that could very well introduce some romcom form of ‘meet cute’ expectation if he offered a humorous quip on the whole matter.

But damn, he was tired.

“Well, I’m the Alpha, so no,” he offered, realizing the blunt response was by far less appealing then casual banter. “But maybe try to stay away from the Beta, @Arric. He’s a dick. And he talks too much.”

He drifted his direction toward home, his pace slower, wondering if she was about to change her mind from the social awkward leader and take her chances with the thunder and lightning instead.