Alpha Corvin's POV
As I looked at the green glow of the objects in this gross hand, I remembered the conversation I had with Beatrice a night ago.
“I don't even know why you keep that ugly wench around, she's a bad look for the business..” Beatrice muttered as I put on my pants, pulling them up to my waist. I reached for my belt, trying to remember why I even hired her in the first place. Oh, right, she had calloused hands that told me she was a hard worker or at the very least, was capable of being one.
Also she would be willing to work for pennies while being treated like trash.
Everything was mostly fine when she wasn't problematic, but I couldn't say that was the case anymore.
For some reason, Alpha Kael was loitering around my pack instead of returning to his own territory. He wa
