Several staff members flinched, while others exchanged uneasy glances. I felt my wolf stirring inside, observing their reactions.
“However,” I said, my voice dropping lower, “that does not mean I will tolerate incompetence or cowardice within these walls. Our survival depends on unity and discipline, and those who work under this roof must be strong. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Alpha!” they chorused, though some voices trembled.
“Who is the mansion keeper?” I asked, and two middle-aged servants stepped forward. A man who should be in his forties and a lady who should be in her late forties.
“We are, Alpha.” They responded in unison, while I glanced at them with a stern look. “I believe you served my uncle, and I am supposed to sack you two and all the staffs, but I won’t do that. Ra
