Desmond
I hated all of these meetings.
Quite frankly, they bored me to death but they had to happen. I was the Alpha after all and admits my personal preferences, which if I had my way too, I would never even be here… we had to meet often and strategize.
Yea, that was the right word for it.
At least Graham was here with me, he seemed to be the only one apart from me who did not have a stick up his ass.
We were in the pack house conference room and my mind could no stop going back to what Kennedie was doing back at home.
That girl had a tendency of always s attracting danger to herself… stubborn with that f*****g smart mouth of hers.
“Alpha”
I snapped back to reality…. That girl, she was making me not to be able to think straight, almost like she consumed my entire being.
I looked
