"I think you need to work on your temper, Alyssa." Michael said. "I feel it'll get you in trouble someday."
Alyssa clenched her fists. She thought about his words and felt she had been overly active. If Doctor Ro had taken her words to heart, then they wouldn't have been able to avoid a head-on confrontation.
Rogues don't know manners, some said. And they definitely don't care what pack you belong to. If you offend them, they will return it with violence.
She had been rude, she realized that now.
"I apologize." She quickly apologized but Michael shook his head and said,
"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to so don't apologize." He sighed. "But for a moment, I really thought he was going to attack us."
"It was my mistake. I'll make sure to think before I act next time." She said, her fist in the air with a determined gaze.
'Next time?' Michael thought.
Would there be a next time?
