ABL 10: Listening to Her.

Miall

“Sit,” an asshole? She thought I was being an asshole? Who does she think she is talking to me like that? I watched her as she pulled out the chair for me and pointed at it without looking at me, and yet I felt compelled to listen to her.

I skipped the chair she had pulled out for me, and she smiled. I sat down and crossed my arms over my chest. She giggled and covered her lips; my eyes immediately looked at them, and I sighed, annoyed.

“You’re such a big baby,” she laughed, and my mother joined her.

“He is my big baby boy,” she kissed my cheek, and I groaned, wiping my face.

“Mom!” I whined, and Amanah laughed even harder. “And I’m an Alpha, not a baby,” I said, and Amanah nodded her head.

“Yeah, a baby alpha,” she mocked, and they laughed even harder. It was nice listening to them laugh instead of complaining; ever since she got here, I didn’t feel so guilty.

“Whatever, let's just eat,” I said, grabbing my fork, and Amanah stopped my hand.

“Don’t you guys say grace?” She asked,