Merverlan's P.O.V.
"Esme has escaped with the rogue, Alpha."
I heard the voice of my right hand, Beta Dawson, as soon as he opened and closed the door of my office. I remained silent in my seat. I pretended to be busy typing whatever on my computer. I don't know whether he's expecting a word from me or not, but all I know is I have no problems with Esme escaping.
He was just standing there, and I knew I had to say something for him to finally move on. "Let her be..." is all I managed to reply to him.
He nodded his head without bothering to question my decision. That must have been something I liked about him. The reason why I chose him to be my right hand. He never dares to question me.
But when he does...
It's something I should really think about.
I watched him tur
