Third Person’s POV.
“These are some of the best I’ve taken.”
Rolf was lounging in his private study, an air of confidence enveloping him as he swirled the glass of amber liquid in his hand. Across the room sat Jones, the man who had been keeping to the shadows since arriving at Rolf’s pack. He looked a bit tense, though his cocky demeanor suggested he had little concern for the consequences of his actions.
"You know, Jones…” said, leaning back in his chair with a smirk on his lips. "It’s almost amusing how easily I’ve got Diana wrapped around my finger."
Jones let out a chuckle, with a disdainful look.
"That little slut? Of course, you do. She’s just another overambitious girl who doesn’t know her place. She thinks she can do whatever she wants because of the alphas, but in realit
