Leo was watching me with steady eyes as I sat down beside my mother. My eyes narrowed sharply as I saw something red glinting in the darkness. Glasses. Immediately I was reminded of the man who I had seen when I had walked through the desolated neighborhood, the teacher I had seen when Sissy had pointed in his direction.

“Benjamin has been wanting to meet you for a long time now.” My mother was telling me. “He’s really interested in the sort of work you have been doing in neighborhoods.”

I tilted my head, facing the man who had yet to speak. “Is that so?”

His response was a grunt and I flickered a look to my mother, who I also saw begin to notice his odd behaviour. I shifted on the seat as a waiter approached, pouring wine into the man’s glass.

“He’s just a shy man.” My mother whispered softly. I lifted my brows at that statement, saying nothing. Benjamin lifted the glass after the waiter left, and I could feel his eyes on me. Every muscle in my body tensed as I stared directly, to where I hoped his face was. The waiter returned whilst mother tried to form conversation. It was mostly her talking however, it seemed like the man only knew how to grunt. I scoffed.

What does my mother see in this man?

The waiter lit a candle, providing a source of light and I managed to see the face of the man before me completely. He was indeed the man who I had seen in that neighborhood I visited with Brad, the same man who was Sissy’s teacher. My mother had yet to be introduced to the teacher, had not known the teacher’s last name, so I doubt she knew who he really was.

“So, Rebecca.” Benjamin finally spoke, his voice void of any friendliness, instead, completely business-like. “Are you happy with the improvements of this town?”

I studied him, listened to the way his foot tapped restlessly on the tiled floor beneath us. I could see Leo lean forward from the corner of my eye, always watching. I picked at a warm bread in a basket, rolling the crumbs around my fingers. “Yes.” I answered truthfully. “However, there is one particular little neighborhood which I think can do with some fixing up. Do you know which I’m referring to?”

His scowl was fast, the rapid change of his stern expression into a more angered one was almost comical. “I’ve been seeing you recently around town, helping people. But The Alpha, him, I have not seen him for a while. I can’t help but question if he really is the one bringing about change.”

The flame from the candle flickered, as he moved. An arm which had once rested on the table dropped to his side. My eyes narrowed inconspicuously in suspicion as his clothes rustled.

“Xerxes has been the one to provide the necessary materials for construction workers to rebuild homes, to create businesses and other buildings that many humans work at,” I told Benjamin. “He has significantly increased the wages for many people and once did a meeting with the public. The reason you may not see him as frequently as you see me, may be because throughout the past months, he’s been leaving the country to also organize other countries he once...ruled over.  And although he may not always be here, we both are making sure everything is better for the lives of many.”

Benjamin looked positively disgusted at my words, and I could see anger rising in his eyes. “You really are daft.”

My mother gasped in surprised at his hate-spewed words and I pressed my shoulder against hers, wanting her to somehow know that I wasn’t taking offence to his actions. “I told you factual truths, Benjamin. I don’t under-”

“Oh, I know that he’s done that shit.” He spat. “What I mean is, you still are deciding to work with this man, despite all the crap he’s put all of us humans through. I say, it would be better if he left, if the whole lot of the damn werewolves left.”

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