A Tear

“Is there a problem, Lord Jerome?” Romulus came and asked Jerome when he saw the acting beta almost strangling his most prized chess piece.

Jerome immediately let go of his hold on Lorenzo’s collar and then adjusted his shirt.

Lorenzo, on the other hand, began to sweat profusely because he hadn’t expected the alpha to be back in this hall again when he was supposed to be enjoying the diplomatic talks with the heads of the other Kingdoms in the other hall.

Jerome gave a subtle bow to the alpha of the Atkinson clan and then tried to brush off the matter, “Oh, it’s not something that should concern you, Alpha. I was just trying to make him understand something.”

“Ah!” Romulus looked at Lorenzo and pretended as though he wasn’t that close to him. “It looks like he is from my clan. Did he do something to upset you?” He looked at Jerome and said, “If he did then I would be happy to give him suitable punishment.”