#Chapter 8 Take Off The Black-Rimmed Glasses

Dean’s POV

“Why did you suddenly mind link me to change the instruction I was meant to announce? There's no such thing as a maid selection competition. I came here to find you and announce the punishment placed on the Mystic Grey Pack,” Tyler says, perplexed.

“Well, just organize one now.” I say with a casual air.

But Tyler clearly isn’t comfortable about the change of plans, and sighs, “So what about you? I’ve found you now, come back with me, the old wizard is worried.”

I shake my head sharply, already having decided what would be my plan of action. “No. I’m going back to Harper’s pack for a little while.”

I witness both surprise and skepticism ignite in Tyler’s eyes as he questions me further. “You don’t really have a crush on her, do you?”

I try to interrupt his absurd train of thought, but my Beta continues, “You altered the order, deciding to suddenly come up with this maid competition that doesn't even exist, and now you want to stay with her?”

I scoff at his clear line of ques