≣Locke≣
Locke turned to Craze. "Uh...no. I'm fine." The brute lied. He lost his friend. He other friend is hurting. Morra is causing trouble. Nothing was right. At this point in time, he just wished he had someone to talk to. Someone to trust. A mate. He looked at the pack. Locke, for the first time ever, realized how much he needed a mate. He would have to start looking.
The brute masked all of his emotions perfectly. His face was blank, just set with determination and pure leadership. Locke had always wanted to be a good alpha, one that will stick out in the history of the Chance pack, but then why was everything going so wrong? He shook it off and turned to Craze. "What about you? How are you?"
Locke turned to Craze. "Uh...no. I'm fine." The brute lied. He lost his friend. He other friend is hurting. Morra is causing trouble. Nothing was right. At this point in time, he just wished he had someone to talk to. Someone to trust. A mate. He looked at the pack. Locke, for the first time ever, realized how much he needed a mate. He would have to start looking.
The brute masked all of his emotions perfectly. His face was blank, just set with determination and pure leadership. Locke had always wanted to be a good alpha, one that will stick out in the history of the Chance pack, but then why was everything going so wrong? He shook it off and turned to Craze. "What about you? How are you?"









