CHAPTER 30
ALARIC’S POV
I looked up as the door opened and Diane walked in, her head held high and her fingers curled around the sides of her gown as she glided towards me.
“Alpha.” Diane curtsied before coming to a stop in front of the table. I eyed her curiously, wondering what she was doing in my office so early in the morning.
“Diane,” I greeted lightheartedly, before looking down at the papers scattered all over my desk. “To what do I owe this unpleasant visit?”
“I came to apologize for my unruly behavior towards you two nights ago,” she answered, my lips stretching into a smile.
“I think you're mistaken. Why would you apologize to me? I'm not the one you offended; it's my slave.”
“True, but in doing so, I disrespected you, and for that reason, I came here to make amends.”
