Pride Fics 25

The vampire sipped her tea as she glanced over to the three werewolves. “I’ve always wondered, who’s the alpha?”

The two male werewolves paused and glanced at each other in confusion as the female tilted her head.

“Pardon?” she asked.

“The alpha wolf,” the vampire repeated as she lowered her cup. “I was never certain it was either Frank, Mark or you, Alice.”

Mark crossed his arms. “That’s not a thing.”

The vampire frowned. “It’s not?”

Alice nodded. “Yeah, it’s not an actual thing. The researcher who came up with it originally realized he was wrong and spent years trying to correct it.”

“Oh, my apologies then,” the vampire replied.

Frank leaned back in his chair. “I don’t know, Mark can be really bossy when the three of us-”

Alice jumped on him while Mark covered his hand over his mouth.

“No need to go into that,” Alice hissed.

Frank blinked and shrugged. “What I was going to say shopping.”

The werewolves blushed as the vampire did her best to resist from laughing.