They whispered about the Dark Lady's werewolf consort. How she'd subdued even an Alpha like him...likely ensnared him via dark magic and threats to him and his pack...

The werewolf, on learning about the rumors and speculations, cackled heartily at his scowling partner: "If only they knew you'd be defeated by a puppy in your path."

She rolled her eyes: "And if only they knew how twisted you are behind that carefree smile."

He only smiled wider: "Ah, ah, ah, you should try it. Imagine how much more terrifying you'd be if you suddenly started smiling all the time?"

"Pass. Been there, done that."

"Oh," he asked interestedly, "that's a story I'd like to hear. When?"

"When I first got the post... But that's a tale for another time. I have paperwork."

"Aw."


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