Aaron’s POV
I was skimming through the newspaper on the desk in my room, feeling generally great. The atmosphere was resounding and I was in a relaxed mood.
But I would not complain if I had additional hours of rest. Just then, the door busted open and Siah walked in.
"Now, of what do I owe this uncoordinated visit?"
"Alpha," Siah looked worried. He was my Beta and I knew when he used distinct tones.
"What's the problem?" I asked.
"Well…" He trailed off, and I could tell he was being cautious not to ruin my mood. "What is it, Siah? You're gonna have to tell me anyway."
"I beg your pardon lest my sire be angry with me."
"If you keep up what you're doing I'll be vexed with you."
Siah fell to his knees and gasped, "A-Alpha, please don't be mad."
"Siah if you're going to show me some
