(URGGHDFDSFDS, Just realised I've posted in the wrong location =3=)
Levi Anderson (Shifter: Gamma)
âWhy if it isnât Little Miss Francisca,â He approached Frankie and purposefully blew a puff of smoke into her face, âWe make a lot of people rich, so no complaining.â
Leviâs feelings towards the woman were mutual. He despised her, full stop. The man didnât understand what people found in the little demon. Sure, she was skilled at her job but because of certain circumstances Levi had developed issues with her. He preferred not to talk about it. He snarled before abruptly returning to the usual grin and moved back to leaning on the table.
His pale eyes bore down on the blonde who sat down on, who was she again? Judging by her rather feline features, Levi assumed that she was Vixen: another spy besides Frankie. This was his first time seeing the woman and he knew very little about her. However, Levi immediately identified her as someone to be wary about. Also, the pair of spies seemed to be at some kind of dispute.
Theyâre making a racket arenât they? He thought and his mouth twitched.
âLadies, ladies, calm down.â Muttered Levi, spilling out dirty mist, âI donât think it would be wise to pick a fight at this very moment, in this very room. I mean, what would the Alpha think?â
His attention now reverted to the quiet blonde beside Frankie. The man tapped the cigarette against the table, leaving a miniscule heap of dirt. He was more than acquainted to who this girl was.
âOh my my my.â Said Levi, tilting his head curiously in her direction. âIf it isnât the Dragon. It is an
honour to be in your presence but do relax. We donât bite, well, Iâm certain I donât. Unless you want me to.â
Leviâs smirk widened before he chuckled. Aside from the last part, he had said that with genuine respect; he had heard too much about this young woman and knew about the protective Council that surrounded her. Underestimating her was the last thing he wanted to do. After all, the man could smell the faint aroma of blood from a mile away.