Chapter 129. Uncivilised Maggot

May 10th, xxxy

PRECIOUS' POV

“This is an ambush,” Blue Sun flicks annoyed eyes at the Alphas around the table that when it lands on Precious, his gaze hardens. “Can't fight your own battle, North Star? What are you, incapable?”

The insult rolls off his shoulders into dust. He is so unbothered, he slouches horizontally on the chair, a leg dangling off the arm, one of his arm placed on the table, the other over the back of the chair. Precious is the epitome of a lounging cat dignified in the face of serious business and a sneer highlighted on him.

“Even if you have twenty five tongues, Blue Sun, nothing you say fazes me. Accept the deal, don't accept it,” a careless shrug, “Do whatever your black heart tells you.”

“Alpha North,”

Lazily, Precious shifts his eyes over at Constellation adjacent him to his right.

“This is a vital issue that needs both parties cooperation. Please take this seriously,” she says, a pointed frown at his lackadaisical