Surprise Attack

Tristan had spent all day working at the hospital and now, his feet were killing him. He stifled a yawn as he made his way up to his room.

He needed a drink.

With each step, he barely managed to avoid stumbling into people.

As soon as he entered his room, he sat down on his favourite chair and relished the feeling of relief he felt.

From his seat, he reached for his favorite brand of scotch laid out on a table with a glass cup beside it.

He poured the drink for himself and he was just about to take a sip when he heard a knock on the door.

‘’Come in.’’

His voice sounded rough and tired to his own ears.

‘’Tough day at work?’’

Luke waltzed into his room his usual cheerful grin plastered on his face. Ever since he’d gotten mated, he’d been stuck with a sappier version of his childhood friend and beta.

‘’You could say that.’’

He took a sip of his drink and sighed, enjoying the familiar burn of the drink down his throat.

‘’So….any new plans for taking down Scott’s pack?’’

Luke asked as