The Irish Alpha

                Brogan said nothing, just let billy’s hand hang there in space. From the first moment he smelled the kid, something started itching in his guts and balls. Now that he saw those saucer green eyes, he was sprung. He extended his hand, making Billy’s disappear underneath his. A black rose in blossom tattooed on the back of his hand. When their palms slid together, both men twitched, and there was a pop of electricity. They looked surprised and suspect. Something happened between the two. Neither knowing or understanding at that moment what it was just realizing it was nothing they ever felt before.