Something off

BALIN

Damien was speaking to Kabal in the corner with a frown on his face while his beta attended to me.

“Tea or coffee?” The beta asked in a monotone.

I slowly dragged my gaze over the man's slender build. “aren't you tired?” I asked in a frustrated tone.

His eyes furrowed slightly in confusion. “What is that supposed to mean, Alpha Chris?”

“It means that you've asked me that question 9 times in a minute” I said throwing my hands up exasperatedly.

His head tilted and his lips parted slightly. “Oh”

I rolled my eyes, not bothering to hide the frustration in my voice. “Yeah, I counted” I sneered.

He straightened up. “Oh well you didn't answer either way” he also said.

“Wasn't that supposed to be your cue to know what that meant?” I snapped at him.

He took a step back and sighed. “Very well”

I looked back at Damien who was now talking to an elder in his pack but Kabal was no where to be found. Probably gone as usual. Damien looked really pissed off at something as he spoke to the man and