#Chapter8
Finn's standpoint
Two bloody weeks, it had been two fucking disappointing and frustrating weeks since I lost Dainty again. Since then I had been in and out of the human protection agency, the only problem was getting the arrogant alpha to attend to the summon. I sat on a big red chair, waiting impatiently for him to arrive again, he wouldn't come as usual. I gave the council one more day or I'd carry out my plans.
/"Maybe we should go see him ourselves, he ought to answer then./"
/"So, you have to lower yourself to go see him first,/" I sneered, /"pathetic./"
/"We don't have a choice,/" one said with a defeated sigh. The wind turned extremely cold, like a sudden winter storm. The door flew open, opened to reveal the one we had been waiting for standing there with an unimpressed smile.