Nathan's POV
Before I could answer, Sophia's sharp and dismissive voice cut through,"You're Alpha Nathan's driver. Helping a street cleaner? That'd make him look ridiculous. Just go around her."
"Sir," the driver tried again, his tone hesitant. "Perhaps we could wait just a moment. She'll be clear of the road in a minute. It's freezing… she's soaked through. And she's got a baby with her."
My grip on the tablet tightened. I forced my breathing steady, swallowing the growl that threatened to rise.
"It's the rain's fault, really," Sophia said with a pout, glancing out the window as if bored. "She's the one choosing to sweep the street just after a heavy rainfall. It's not our fault, fate's just not on her side."
Sophia turned toward me, softening her voice. "Alpha Nathan, it's not that
