Alpha Doyle
Sean and I had been sitting at the dining table with the cleaning staff, and I had been talking to them for a while now, trying to appease them. They had been upset about the mess that had been created earlier by the muddy wolves that had 'destroyed the house,' as they had so kindly put it. I had talked with them extensively about the issue, and I had found myself giving in to their terroristic demands, much to Sean’s amusement.
The cleaning staff had claimed compensation for pain and suffering, well that is how they had put it. Personally, I had thought it was absurd. Pain and suffering? Really? Sean had had a tough time hiding his laughter as he had listened to the cleaning staff pleading their case to me. By the time we were done, I had decided that Lena and my girls had
