“no one... yet. but i will from this boredom.”

“of bad ideas ?”

“the last time someone of our kind was in a coma , we ended up with a deadpool. i repeat : it’s not too late to delete it.”

“hm. fine , what does the winner get ?”

scoff. “if i win ? you mean when.”

“i think half your life is a bad idea.”

“why so angry all the time , hmm ? does someone not get satisfied enough ?”

“so , been working on your violent urges while i was gone ?”

shouldn’t he be used to it by now ?

“hm. figured it’s a no. you could at least 𝘵𝘳𝘺 to stop hurting people.”

should they be worried ? her... banshee senses haven’t started tingling.

“i’ll give you a break when you do something worthy. till then , someone’s got to make sure you behave.”

out of curiosity , &&. in the interest of her &&. everyone’s safety , do these new wolves have an alpha?

“oh don’t act like you did it for us. you did it for you.”

isn’t it ?

𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦’𝘴 got to play babysitter in this town !

“he’s almost ( almost ) cute when he isn’t talking.”

she would have thought otherwise. he looks like the type - but fair enough. it is a lot of responsibility after all.