“You called for me, Circe?” I gestured for the beautiful witch to take a seat, but as usual, she preferred to perch on my desk.
“Yes, Alpha. I discovered some interesting things about your obsession, and you have every right to feel that way. I learned what she truly is, and you definitely need to get her back.” She spoke softly to me, but there was an excited desperation in her eyes that she seemed to be trying to conceal.
I rubbed my chin and waited with bated breath, impatiently on edge while she strung me along. She enjoyed this. With a smirk on her lips, I gave in to the silence.
“So, Circe, what is she? Stop playing these games with me,” I blurted out. She chuckled.
“She is a Fairy,” her eyes glimmered greedily. “And she is not just any Fairy; she is a direct descendant of the Q
