Sandi
“You’d better get back to work.”
Zelda pressed a clean knife into my hand.
“Alpha Kayden is already angry. The last thing you want to do is give him another reason to be.”
I glanced toward the doorway.
“Noted.”
I turned back to my carcass and forced myself to concentrate.
The kitchen had fallen strangely quiet.
The only sounds were the occasional clatter of plates, the scraping of knives against cutting boards, and the muted movements of the other girls as they hurried to prepare lunch.
I kept my head down and worked.
But my mind wasn’t on the meat.
It was on what Zelda had just told me.
Alpha Kayden was angry.
And apparently, I was the reason.
Fantastic.
I was halfway through cutting another steak when that familiar female voice suddenly spoke inside my head.
“Well,
