Three Little Mischievous Musketeers With Blue
"We meet again, Alpha," the Alpha heard a muffled voice come in with what seemed like a smirk.
The sword was still pressed on his neck so he tried not to make a rash decision as he was firstly interested in figuring out who she was.
"Who are you?" He asked again as he stared up at the lady who gave nothing away.
It was strange how he couldn't even pick up a smell, she had come here really prepared.
"I don't know, Alpha," she shrugged before she leaned towards him slowly.
"Who am I?" She asked into his ear.
Xavier took the proximity as an opportunity to grab her wrist but the lady was two steps faster as she had already used her hand to hit the side of his neck while he pushed her backward.
The sword stood as an obstacle between them as the Alpha pushed her down the stairs slowly while she tried to drag for dominance.
He pushed her away and she took a few steps back as he picked the sword from the wall to unsheath it.