DOMINIC
Something told me she was near.
I was gazing at Axel, who was remarkably calm considering how long he’d been in the pit.
“You look like s**t,” I said cheerfully, earning myself a scowl.
“I would’ve made an effort but there’s no f*****g facilities in the hole you stuck me in,” Axel snapped back, his eyes scanning mine. “I hear you’re no longer our Alpha,” he sneered.
“No, I’m not,” I confirmed, steepling my fingers together.
Axel had lost weight, but three weeks in the pit would do that to a wolf.
“Good. You were the worst Alpha I’d ever seen,” Axel said with a manic grin. “So it’s true. Dante has returned.”
“He will deal with you how he sees fit,” I said with a shrug, shuffling through the paperwork on my desk. “You’re not my problem now, Axel.”
My voice warned him
