Alpha Stefan’s POV
“Excuse me, Miss,” I call to the woman walking away from me.
She turns slowly and her scent becomes stronger, the closer I get. “How can I serve you, Alpha?” She asks timidly.
I turn back to Alpha Black, “I almost forgot my place, would it be possible to have some refreshments to take for the bus of people for our journey home?” I ask him.
“Of course. Do you have enough Omegas at your pack to help settle them in?”
“We’re low on Omegas,” I struggle with the word. “Most of our pack hold regular jobs to pay their way,” I tell him, without trying to give too much away.
“Florence, please prepare refreshments and gather four other Omegas. The five of you will assist Alpha Stefan to his pack and settle the humans in,” he orders. I don’t miss the tell tale sign of him
