Annette.
A deliveryman parked in front of my apartment when I returned from work. I approached him and exchanged pleasantries, “Are you here for me?” I asked, and he nodded, then began getting out what he came with.
I didn't make an order, so what was going on?
The clan was still praying earnestly for the survival of the prince, and despite how much he bothered me, I still wanted him awake. So making an order was the last thing on my list.
“Alpha Samson of the Infinite Pride Pack got all these for you,” the man said, handing over the parcels he came with.
I stared at it for so long and shook my head, giving it back. “Please take it back to him and let him know that I do not need anything from him.”
“But…
“Just take it back!” I cut the man short and hastened out of his sight into my
