"Come to my office," I said curtly, hanging up before he could respond.
Moments later, the door opened, and Wikh stepped inside, his sharp gaze darting between me and Daisy. "Alpha?" he asked, his tone measured.
I gestured toward Daisy without looking at her. "Take care of her hands. They're useless to me wounded.”
Wikh raised an eyebrow, his lips twitching slightly as if suppressing a comment. But he simply nodded and stepped toward Daisy, motioning for her to follow him.
She hesitated for a moment, glancing back at me as if expecting something more. I didn't move, my face expressionless as I watched her go.
What was I supposed to do? Have her rub my d**k when she was clearly in pain? Not that I care so much about her but I'm not that devilish. I could beat up someone to death or ren
