CHAPTER 8
~~DE-SHAWN’S POINT OF VIEW~~
Here she goes again with the professional bullshit.
Come on, Daisy. It's been five years now.
Alpha De-Shawn is archaic.
Who the hell still calls me that? No one calls me that.
Looking at the woman in front of me a wave of regret washed over me;What kind of a fool was I to get married and not wait for Daisy to show up?
A few more years down the line, and Daisy would have been mine. Mine alone to be shared with no one, to be shared with no other man.
What kind of coward was I not to look for her instead of pretending to focus on my work.
And I'm even a bigger coward for not flying over to Greece years ago after I heard she was there. As the Alpha president I have an excellent relationship with the human government. Getting there fishing her
