AARON
TWO MONTHS LATER
“My lord, your luna refused to grant your request,” Simba, my most trusted guard reported to me, after I had told him to ask Rhea to meet me in the PUNISHMENT ROOM.
I bent my lips to a corner, not certain of the next step to take. I looked at Simba for a while and the urge to pass my frustration to him was high. “Are you aware that you are so incompetent?”
He was shocked to hear me say that, he looked at me, trying hard to understand why I said that to him.
“Why do you look confused? You are incompetent. I asked you to send her a message which she declined. The next step you should have taken was to drag her to me.”
He bent his head downward, an act of respect. “Forgive me alpha, I thought it would be wrong to lay my hands on the Lina of the pack, most especial
